Ukrainian Christmas At My Home

In the dining room, we play a card game, The decor was white, silver and navy. The pouty losers take the walk of shame, The one left over is muchka gravy. In the kitchen, perogies are boiling, One of my favorite things is dessert. In the range cabbage rolls are sizzling, It’s dessert time, everyone is alert. The living room is where tree lights twinkle, Everyone sits on the couch and just chats. We all know one thing, Steven is single, Everyone was opening things like cats. Christmas is always joyful at my home, I will always know I am not alone.