Twas the week before Christmas and all through the house
Nanci was wrapping gifts for her spouse

While he sat there thinking what should I get her
Is there something she wants more than another

Maybe a new blender or a great big old mop
Something she’ll use when not in her shop

Making those bright gifts for others she knows
Things like she sells in some of her shows

But soon it will come to me, the gift she’ll adore
If only I can find time to go to the store

Ben Killingsworth