To all a Dry Christmas!

‎’Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a louse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes they’d be stuffed with jolly good fare;
The cats were both nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of rat tails danced in their heads;
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
A pitter a patter pitter patter pitter patter
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters to hear a big splash.
And what did I see when I took a peek,
Through the driving rain that had lasted all week
But a sled and a driver and eight full reindeer
Still laughing and chortling and full of good cheer
Though they’d missed the chimney, no one could they fool,
And were floating instead in our swimming pool.
But I heard Santa exclaim despite his damp plight,
Merry Christmas to all, wish I’d picked a drier night.

5 thoughts on “To all a Dry Christmas!

  1. Lupe F.

    I read Santa’s reindeer want to add a clause to their contract to implement a “Don’t Glow, Don’t Fly” policy, designed to discriminate against Rudolph because he gets all the media attention.


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