My Night Before Christmas

holiday-pirate-snowman-6393367The Night Before My Christmas.

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

The cell phones were glowing, the click of a mouse;

The stockings weren’t hung, the presents weren’t wrapped,

And we head out to Wal-Mart to buy some more crap;

But the kids were all home, from far and from wide,

To celebrate Christmas setting worries aside.

We drive in from close or fly if we must

To be with our families, its’ get home or bust

We had just started to munch on the holiday platter

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter.

We sprang from the couch to see what was the matter.

Away to the porch we tromped through the house

To see half the family freaking out from a mouse.

The dogs all go crazy, the cat doesn’t stir

While the mouse keeps on running, feet all a blur.

We the dogs out, into the new fallen snow,

The pups are all racing, round trees they go

On, Rio! On, Allie! Now, Millie! Where’s Reece?

Barking at moonlight, so cold, where’s my fleece?

Lasagna and presents and carpets that’s shagIMGP1159

Stay up past midnight, till eyelids do drag

Then over the hills and laughing with booze

To mom and dad’s house, for our Christmas eve snooze.

A single round more and then head off to slumber

We all close our eyes and begin sawing lumber.

The sun it did rise, but the snoozing kept on.

Cause hangovers suck, especially at dawn.

As mid-morning arrived with coffee and pastry

And bacon and strata, best awaken and hasty

All full of breakfast, with presents to share

We all sit together, silly sweaters we wear.

Presents exchanged, and laughing and jolly

We clean up the mess and re-hang the holly

We celebrate life, whom ever arrives.

Grandkids or friends, they all share our lives.

As Christmas break ends and we all depart.

We all have great memories and mom’s tear did start.

We pull out the drive, to return to our homes

The last conversations turn into tomes.

And I heard them exclaim as we drove out of sight

Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night.SAMSUNG CSC Tree Hunt Eau Claire Good

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