My dad sent my sister and me the following poem titled \”Happy Holidays\”:

The holidays are coming
The girls are homecoming
We have no planning
Books and supplies we will be buying
The girls will not be on the street standing

Ching, ching, ching

One day the old man will be smiling
A Mercedes good to travel
The old lady will not bellow ‘cause
Too many trips to marvel

Yep yep yep

The girls ask why the old man’s rapping
He replies time’s changing

Ching, Ching, Ching