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  • ATTENTION! 4Sibes and I......

    are trying to get your attention for a fun Christmas poem groomer version. So please try to locate the thread( O.T. or is it? )found under threads on my profile. She will ad and change the poem or do another......but can we try the "Twas The Day Before Christmas" one? I'm stuck and need some creative minds. Maybe a good fun break from the Holiday hustle and bustle.

  • #2
    Damn. I was gonna add "are getting married"...

    to "4Sibes and I"...figured THAT might get some "attention"....

    As it is...Jen came up w/ an idear to jiggle around some traditional Christmas songs and put a lil "groomer twist" on them.

    I did my best Jen...so here it goes......

    [Cue up music to a classic fav of mine.... WINTER WONDERLAND.......]

    Ahem....

    Shop bell rings.
    yes, I'm listenin.
    In flies a Sibe,
    his eyes are glistenin,
    a jaw dropping sight,
    I'll be here all night,
    choking in a swirling storm of fur.

    Gone away went my helper....
    here to stay, is this yelper...
    it's not his "love" song...
    and I cry along....
    choking in a swirling storm of fur.

    In my dreams, I can build a groomer...
    I'd pretend that it is Sarah Hawks.....

    She'd say "MAY I help you,
    Baby Boomer????????
    She would groom and me....
    well, I'll just talks!

    There's my nose,
    he tried to nip it....
    I real-a-lize...
    this ain't no Whippet.
    Must face un-afeared,
    this thing's that wolf-eared,
    Choking in a swirling storm of fur.

    In my dreams, I can build a groomer,
    this time I think I'll pick Sheilab.
    she jokes at my troubles...
    like they're rumor,
    oh, I can not WAIT for her to see!

    The fur it blows,
    it ain't so chillin,
    get's in her nose,
    her eyes...it's killin,
    Next time (she thinks twice...)
    to Sibes...she'll be NICE... (as she's)
    Choking in a swirling storm of furrrrrrrrrr.

    The End.
    [Sibes curtsies left, curtsies right, finds Sheilab in the crowd and curtsies special to her........ ]


    JOIN IN!!!!!!!!
    Often it's not what you say, but how you say it.

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    • #3
      here goes (she takes a bow and walks on stage)

      "twas the night before christmas, when all through the house
      not a creature was stirring, except the jack russell terrierist.
      as he crept around the chimney with care
      hoping the groomer would soon be there
      his brother and sister all snug in their beds
      while visions of treats danced in their heads
      the groomer arrived with lead in hand
      and took his sister out to the van
      when out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
      away from the van i flew like a flash
      tore open the door and ran to my bed
      for i had nailed the groomer in the back of the leg.

      (curtsies and leaves stage right)
      Certified Master Pet Tech Pet CPR, First Aid and Care Instructor
      "Compassion will cure more sins than condemnation." Henry Ward Beecher US Congregational Minister 1813-1887

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      • #4
        OMG!!! I just love it. Sorry I couldn't possibly add to this thread but sure am enjoying it. Keep it going!
        ~*~Robin~*~
        "In a perfect world, every dog would have a home and every home would have a dog."

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        • #5
          I can't add at this point, but I have to say--this thread is the BEST- ever.
          Human kindness has never weakened the stamina or softened the fiber of a free people. A nation does not have to be cruel to be tough. ~Franklin D. Roosevelt
          www.ChrisSertzel.com

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          • #6
            Getting married ROFLMBO

            That issssss funneeeeeee!

            Mine is over at O.T.or is it? thread. It's lonely over there. Someone please read and respond.

            Very good sibes, but the next one didn't rhyme totally.

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            • #7
              How's This??

              On the Twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me…

              Twelve Groomers Grooming
              Eleven Nails a-Dremeling
              Ten Mutts a Shedding
              Nine Bichons Fluff Drying
              Eight Shears a-Cutting
              Seven Clippers Humming
              Six Ears a-Plucking
              FIVE…GOLDEN DOODLES
              Four Clients Fussing
              Three Blueberry Facials
              Two Tiny Tippers
              And a Parti Poodle in a Pear Tree!!

              Elaine
              (just leaves the stage quietly! Hoping no one heard a word she just said

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              • #8
                Originally posted by Jenneversage64 View Post
                That issssss funneeeeeee!

                Mine is over at O.T.or is it? thread. It's lonely over there. Someone please read and respond.

                Very good sibes, but the next one didn't rhyme totally.
                Ok. It's obvious...as you started this, that YOU are just gonna have to re-vamp and/or retype yours here....on THIS thread you started! We are busy people lady, , and some of us sorely lack in the "go fetch" skills! No(myself) names mentioned.

                Anndddd...as far as "not rhyming"...well, you DID ask for creativity. It you limit it to rhyming....gonna be bore-RING.

                And Sharpei and Windyday...get working on yours! (Geez, Sharpei....EVERYTHING rhymes w/ "pei"...SNAP to it! ) "Holideis"= "Sharpa-eis"...see where I'm goin w/ this?
                "Cavaliers" = "Santa's ears", etc, etc,......
                Often it's not what you say, but how you say it.

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                • #9
                  Ok here goes. Guess we'll keep it over here

                  T'was the day before Christmas
                  and all through the shop I was trimmin and fluffin
                  a St. Poodle's top knot.

                  Doggies were all snug,clean and excited,being good in their cages, while we all worked hard for more than just wages!

                  The stockings were hung by the counter with pride,each with a name and some goodies inside.

                  Princess and Gizmo,Molly and Holly, Duke, and don't forget Jack.....

                  As I sprang from my table, said "Be right back".

                  As drying dogs & the fur fly,when they meet with a brush, mount to the sky.

                  A Retriever just spit in my eye.

                  And then in a twinkling, I heard on the roof, prancing and pawing of each tiny paw...
                  By this time of day my fingers were raw.

                  As I drew in my breath and was turning around, down the chimney Standard Schnauzer came with a bound!

                  When suddenly while spritzing "Best Shot" there arose such a clatter in the parking lot,

                  I, in my apron, bather in suds, I peered at this guy in his odd-looking duds.

                  Our feet achin' and heads spinning, but good ol' dogs, these wonderful currs, I was
                  brushing out some stickers and burrs.

                  But what to my wondering eyes should appear.......
                  a jolly old elf and a Miniature Schnauzer with 8 tiny reindeer.

                  The owner was old, but lively and quick, I knew in a moment I must not cause a nick.

                  More rapid than Beagles, his courses they came, he whistled and shouted and called them by name.

                  Now Dasher, and Dancer, Now Prancer and Vixen, On Comet, on (Stupid)
                  On Donner and Blitzen (the Doberman)

                  To the top of the porch to the top of the stone wall, Dash away, dash away, dash away all.

                  More to follow.......

                  Care to add on?

                  He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot,and his fur was all dirty with ashes and soot.

                  A bundle of grooming supplies he had flung on his back'
                  He looked like a salesman from a recent trade show, just opening his sack.

                  His eyes how they twinkled, his ears pricked so merry, tongue the color of roses, his nose like a berry.
                  His droll little mouth drawn up like a bow,
                  The beard on his chin I wanted to wash white as snow.

                  Meanwhile the finger held tight in 'teeth of a nasty lil' dog and dirt and dust encircled my head like a wreath.

                  The puppies he carried were chubby and plump, one with a matt, or was it a clump?

                  A wink of his eye, and a twist of his head, soon gave me to know, I had nothing to dread.

                  He began to help groom-Tho' he spoke not a word, and went straight to work
                  and finished ALL the dogs, then filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.

                  And laying a paw- aside his nose, and giving a nod out the sky light he rose!

                  He sprang to his sleigh to his team gave a whistle,
                  and away they all flew like the down of a thistle!

                  But I heard him exclaim, er he drove out of sight

                  "Be sure to reschedule and brush every night!

                  HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT.

                  THE END

                  BOW WOW!
                  Last edited by Jenneversage64; 11-30-09, 09:33 PM.

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                  • #10
                    Stephen the excellent Admin...

                    Sing to the tune of "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer."

                    .................................................. ..............

                    You know Plexi and Pixie and Moonpie and Keyray,
                    Windy and Helly and 4Sibes and NeaNea...

                    But do you recall, the most famous one of us all?

                    Stephen the excellent Admin, had a very liberal board.
                    All of us fought and argued, all we ever knew was discord.

                    Make any comment you wanted, never worry about being banned.
                    Cause all kinds of trouble, and you'd receive a slap on the hand.

                    Then one night out of the blue, Stephen firmly said,
                    I finally think I've had enough, I'll just pack my bags and stuff!

                    Then all the members grumbled, and they begged and pleaded too.
                    That's why Stephen the excellent Admin, went through all of this **** for you!

                    :: bowing ::

                    By Spikey t. Yorkie
                    Last edited by SpikeyTheYorkie; 12-01-09, 06:14 AM.
                    Groomers Helper Affiliate

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                    • #11
                      Sorry Jenn, I just posted it here. oops.

                      Tammy in Utah
                      Groomers Helper Affiliate

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                      • #12
                        Here's mine!

                        It's not very good and not really finished so if anyone can add to it, please do!

                        To the tune of 'O Holy Night':

                        Oh labradoodle! It's been so long since I've seen you,
                        Your coat is a like carpet and we won't ev'n talk 'bout your nails!
                        Your ears are one big pelt and they're attached to your tail,
                        Now you appeared and your mom wants you left long
                        No pleeding or persuasion will change her choices
                        I fall on my knees! And pull out the matt breaker!
                        Oh laaaabraa doooodle; my hands and wrists are really sore
                        O 'doodle, O matted 'doodle
                        O 'doodle, O matted 'doodle

                        Your ears are full of wax and your teeth are green with plaque,
                        and there are stains on your face, matts 'round your neck.
                        It's taken three baths just to get the grime out
                        and in two more hours you might actually be dry.
                        I've finally just found your eyes!
                        I fall on my knees and pull out my Les Poochs brush
                        Oh laaabraa doodle; my back and feet ache
                        O 'doodle, O matted 'doodle
                        O 'doodle, O matted 'doodle

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                        • #13
                          Ok....an observation and a question.

                          Observation.....FIIIIVVVVVE GOL-DEN DOODLES...is funny stuff.

                          The question....what does the small "t" (that was redundant, wasn't it?) in Spikey's name stand for?
                          Often it's not what you say, but how you say it.

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                          • #14
                            Originally posted by AMelena View Post
                            It's not very good and not really finished so if anyone can add to it, please do!

                            To the tune of 'O Holy Night':

                            Oh labradoodle! It's been so long since I've seen you,
                            Your coat is a like carpet and we won't ev'n talk 'bout your nails!
                            Your ears are one big pelt and they're attached to your tail,
                            Now you appeared and your mom wants you left long
                            No pleeding or persuasion will change her choices
                            I fall on my knees! And pull out the matt breaker!
                            Oh laaaabraa doooodle; my hands and wrists are really sore
                            O 'doodle, O matted 'doodle
                            O 'doodle, O matted 'doodle

                            Your ears are full of wax and your teeth are green with plaque,
                            and there are stains on your face, matts 'round your neck.
                            It's taken three baths just to get the grime out
                            and in two more hours you might actually be dry.
                            I've finally just found your eyes!
                            I fall on my knees and pull out my Les Poochs brush
                            Oh laaabraa doodle; my back and feet ache
                            O 'doodle, O matted 'doodle
                            O 'doodle, O matted 'doodle
                            That's it! I'm printing this one out to hang on my wall at work! Gotta few doodle owners who need to see this!

                            Tammy in Utah
                            Groomers Helper Affiliate

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                            • #15
                              Hellamena....ROFL!!!!....you just kilt me. I have your "O Holy Fright" coming in tomorrow. Goes by the name of "Yankee"...but ain't no "Doodle Dandy" if you catch my drift.....
                              Often it's not what you say, but how you say it.

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