"'twas the night before.........."...................a poem

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“A VISIT FROM BILL W.”<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p>

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‘Twas the night before Christmas,<o:p></o:p>

when all thru the house<o:p></o:p>

Everyone was dead drunk,<o:p></o:p>

even the mouse<o:p></o:p>

The stockings were thrown by the chimney

----Who cared?<o:p></o:p>

No hope at all that St. Nicholas would ever be there<o:p></o:p>

The children all snuggled, with Gypsy Rose wine in their beds

While visions of Ernest and Julio Gallo crushing grapes <o:p></o:p>

danced in their heads<o:p></o:p>

And Mama in her kerchief <o:p></o:p>

and I w/two jugs<o:p></o:p>

Were about to knock off another two 6-packs<o:p></o:p>

of bud chug-a-lugs<o:p></o:p>

When a knock on the door<o:p></o:p>

“---Who the heck could it be?”<o:p></o:p>

As I fell off the couch and crawled on one knee<o:p></o:p>

Opened the door, fell flat on my face

And heard someone say

“Dr. Bob, we’re in the right place”<o:p></o:p>

“You start the coffee, I’ll start the shower” <o:p></o:p>

“Hey, guys” I said, “ Do you want a whiskey sour”<o:p></o:p>

As they shut the door, <o:p></o:p>

I caught a glimpse of the new fallen snow<o:p></o:p>

What me and mamma were in for, little did we know?

One was dressed all in black, from his head to his foot<o:p></o:p>

The other, well, I was so drunk -- who gave a hoot?<o:p></o:p>

They started to twelve step us, right from the start

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Dr. Bob said, “Your life is unmanageable,<o:p></o:p>

John Barleycorn is taking you to hell”

“Give back the Scotch,” I gave out a yell<o:p></o:p>

Bill w. and Dr. Bob all thru the night<o:p></o:p>

They talked and they talked

Me and Mama rolled our eyes<o:p></o:p>

“Who gives a heck? I want a drink!”<o:p></o:p>

We squawked and we squawked

Bill W. gritted his teeth and gave us a long look<o:p></o:p>

Dr. Bob pounded the table as he read the BIG BOOK

Then suddenly it happened ---

THE MESSAGE RANG SO CLEAR<o:p></o:p>

I looked at Mama ////////// she looked at me<o:p></o:p>

“You’re right”, I exulted, <o:p></o:p>

“there will be no more drinking ‘round here”<o:p></o:p>

Sunlight streamed in thru the shutters<o:p></o:p>

As night turned into day<o:p></o:p>

“Mama” I said “get the children ready-----<o:p></o:p>

We’re all going to AA”<o:p></o:p>

Bill W. gave me a pat on the shoulder and a handshake<o:p></o:p>

Dr. Bob gave Mama a hug,<o:p></o:p>

“You can do it, <o:p></o:p>

if meetings, meetings, meetings you make”<o:p></o:p>

Each gave a nod as they walked out the door<o:p></o:p>

To carry the message to so many, many, many more<o:p></o:p>

But I heard them exclaim<o:p></o:p>

Ere they drove out of sight<o:p></o:p>

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“HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL IN AA<o:p></o:p>

AND TO ALL A GOOD NI