At Christmas I think of the relative and friends.
For whom I will buy a gift,
And I search and plan for the very thing,
Which I think will give them a lift.
But in recent Christmases, I've made a decision,
To give a gift to myself,
I think of a special thing I want,
That takes no means of wealth.
So on this very Christmas,
I knew just what I'd get,
I had dragged and kicked my old garbage can,
And it's condition had caused me to fret.
The garbage collector had every right,
To moan and groan on those days,
When he emptied my ugly, splitting can,
He handled it with tender ways.
So off I went to the Dollar Store,
To purchase Christmas for me,
I had more fun just browsing around,
My mood was filled with glee.
I made my purchase and brought it home,
It was like Santa had come my way,
I put in a nice fresh plastic bag,
And the garbage looked great that day.
I'm thankful that I get pleasure,
In doing the simple things,
I don't have to take an expensive trip,
To feel the joy that life brings.
So the next time you buy a Christmas gift,
Also buy yourself a new toy,
Just buy a brand new garbage can,
Then clap your hands with JOY.