T’was the Friday before Christmas
When all through the clubhouse,
Not a creature was stirring,
Not even the club mouse.
The glasses were hung by the bar with care,
In hopes that some customers soon would be there.
Ok it's really corny, but it got your attention. Nothing special is planned, just leftovers, pizza and lemon bars.
(I don't know about you, but leftovers are sometimes my favorites!)
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