If you have any poems, songs, or other stamping related fun stuff you'd like
to add or if you know the original author of the fun stuff on this page please
email me with the info! I am NOT the writer of any of this. These are things
that have been forwarded to me and I have no idea were most of it came from.
This is just a collection for your enjoyment.
SNOWMAN SOUP
SOUP:1 package hot chocolate mix
3 chocolate Kisses
15 - 20 miniature marshmallows
1 candy cane
POEM:
Was told you've been real good this year
Always glad to hear it
With freezing weather drawing near
You'll need to warm the spirit
So here's a little Snowman Soup
Complete with stirring stick
Add hot water, sip it slow
It's sure to do the trick!
You can buy inexpensive holiday mugs at the dollar store,
package everything up, wrap in holiday cellophane & attach
the poem. Give them as gifts to your co-workers or to have
on hand to give unexpected guests.
REINDEER FOOD
POEM:On Christmas Eve, remember to take this magic reindeer food
and sprinkle it on the lawn.
The sparkling glitter and the smell of oats
Will guide reindeer to your house before dawn.
INGREDIENTS:
1/2 CUP SUGAR
1/2 CUP DRY OATMEAL
1/4 CUP GLITTER
If you intend to actually sprinkle this outside please substitute colored sugar, candy sprinkles,
or other edible items for the glitter so the wildlife isn't harmed.
RUBBER WONDERLAND
Sing to Winter Wonderland....Rubber calls...are you listening?
Glitter falls...bright and glistening.
We're happy tonight, Our stamping's so bright...
Wading through a Rubber Wonderland.
In the craft room we can stamp a snow card,
Send it on its way to a friend. They'll say did you make it?
You'll say "Yeah, man...and you can stamp one too, yes you can!"
Later on, we'll conspire, As we sit, by the fire,
To face unafraid the mess that we made...
Wading through our Rubber Wonderland"
"TWAS THE WEEK BEFORE CHRISTMAS"
by Sherri Campbell'Twas the week before Christmas
and the house was a hush.
Save the stamping of rubber
in a last minute rush.
The cardstock was cut
with precision and care,
In hopes that a greeting
would soon be stamped there.
The children were tucked in
their beds around eight,
but now it's 10:30--
How'd it get so late?
And I in my PJs
with bleary red eyes,
had finally arranged
all the stamping supplies.
It started out simple
(it does every year)
just make a few cards
for friends who are dear.
Nothing too fancy--
just an elegant touch
A gold embossed image,
some ribbon and such.
I pressed ink to paper
(it looked crisp and clean)
a sprinkle of powder,
then heat for a sheen.
When what on my green Christmas
cards should appear?
Why a tiny gold Santa,
with sleigh and reindeer!
But with little stray flecks,
and some missing spots, too,
I knew in a moment
this one wouldn't do.
Then I tried it again,
once more, and another.
"I will get this right!"
I said to no other.
On pigment! On powder!
On heat from a gun!
Now ribbon! And envie!
Can I make fifty-one?
"I can do it!" I said
with all of my might.
And looked at the clock--
'twas well past midnight.
I went straight to stamping
out card after card.
"This might take all night,
but at least it's not hard."
But after I finished,
they looked a bit lame.
I didn't want fancy,
but these were too plain.
And then in a twinkling
a thought came to mind.
"I'll just dress them up
and then they'll be fine."
So I went in my craftroom
and looked all around.
Then back to the table
with all that I'd found.
My Fiskars I brandished
(I wasn't a quitter).
And soon I was covered
in EP and glitter.
A bundle of papers
I spread on the table
to find the right background
(quite sure I was able).
With fibers that sparkled,
a mulberry sheet
was just the right choice,
my card to complete.
I started to smile
when the cuckoo came out.
"It's now 3am!"
That bird left no doubt.
The cap of a marker
I held in my teeth.
I'd lay in some color,
or maybe gold leaf.
My broad little face
was all beaded with sweat.
But I wouldn't give up!
Well, not at least yet.
There was glue on the table
and ink on the floor.
I laughed at the site,
though my fingers were sore.
I did not complain,
just kept up my work.
When more things went wrong,
I did not go berserk.
When I finally finished,
one card, around six,
it looked pretty good
after all of my tricks.
"I'm keeping this one.
My work on it shows."
So clutching my card,
up the staircase I rose.
I crawled into bed
at the first crack of dawn.
Creativity spent,
motivation all gone.
But make no mistake!
I promise one thing--
"You'll all get your cards!
But you'll get them next Spring!"
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