Back to the bedroom where warm blankets sweep,
Where the tuxedo cat dreams in a tangle of sleep.
The ribbons are restless, the paper askew,
And something important is waiting for you.
I-spy a present unwrapped, I-spy red twine undone,
I-spy that the crafting is finallyโฆ done.
For hidden beneath all the holiday mess,
Is the key to the channel youโve long tried to guess.
Look near the kitty, not under her pawโ
The final clueโs strung up there, the last one you saw.
Gather the hints from yesterdayโs spreeโฆ
Put them together, and youโll soon find me.