“The Christmas Caper”
By Charley Harper
1976Backside:
It’s the night before Christmas and from up on the rooftop you hear such a clatter that you spring from your bed to see what’s the matter. You were expecting maybe Claus? It’s paws—a pack of raccs fleeing the flue, decking the haul from an untimely un-trim the tree party as the baddies get the goodies. But don’t begrudge them their sooty booty. it’s the season for forgiving and for giving. So open your heart—and your hearth. - Charley Harper
I have waited months to post this…it is time.
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