December 2nd…“AS A YOUNG FATHER, DID YOU EVER HAVE A NEAR DISASTROUS CHRISTMAS HAPPENING?”
POEM – “Pyrotechnic Presto Power!” by N. Elliott Noorlun
Pyrotechnic Presto Power, On the Eve of Christmas time,
Exploded in the Living Room, T’was Elliott’s ignorant crime.
Wanting to increase the fun, Of Christmas even higher,
“Let’s pile up more of the Presto Logs, And make a brighter fire.”
Glass doors were closed to the fireplace, As we enjoyed the view,
And went about to open gifts, Of every color and hue.
But after awhile the bottom logs, Of sawdust had burned through,
And crumbled underneath the weight, Then bid their place adieu.
The upper Presto Logs aflame, Now tumbled ‘gainst screen glass,
And caused a scare as the fire there, Made a dread from Dad to lass.
KABOOM!! went that old fireplace glass, With too much heat KERPOW!!
Chaos erupts within the room, Dad’s really done it now!!!
I jump outside the front door quick, And yanked in garden hose,
“Gotta get this flame and smoke put out, Gonna be a mess, here goes!!!”
If Santa had tried to chimney down, Our fireplace that night,
He’d laugh me to scorn, cause I was forlorn, For the mess within my sight.
To this very day, our kids will say, “Way to go, Dad, we recall”,
“The mess and the smoke, as a ribbing we’ll poke,
“When dad made the Presto logs fall!!!”
Norwegian Farmer's Son 