The Night Before Christmas Eve
The night Before Christmas Eve
By Franklin Price 12/23/2014
Twas the night before Christmas Eve and at the North Pole
Elves packing the sleigh for the merry old soul
The Reindeer are sheltered in the stable so near
The coming night's weather to be cold but quite clear
The workshop's still busy building last minute toys
To soon be delivered to good girls and boys
Santa pressing his suit and combing his hair
He is very real for the kids who still care
Out in the stable reindeer cannot sleep
No noise they are making not even a peep
Santa looks out at the snow coming down
The smile on his face becomes a slight frown
The light of the moon is all covered by mist
He may need a reindeer to give an assist
As he is watching the moon beams come through
Maybe now Rudolph will have nothing to do
He'll still have to drive and not be so droll
You would think that at least he would have cruise control
Must plan his trip as he does every year
Bring gifts for each child who on his list do appear
There's Lily and Billy and Dani and Belle
There's so many more there than I can here tell
Some live in a house and some in a tent
He'll visit them all hope he gets the scent
Of cookies fresh baked and milk in a cup
Can't waste too much time so he'll have to get up
Go out to the sleigh climb up on the seat
He'll only gain weight if the cookies he eats
He'll pick up the reins give the reindeer a cluck
With the power lines low he really must duck
He'll look up and down to the left and the right
Zoom to the next house in the dark of the night
Down the chimney he went but not any more
With central heating he goes through the front door
He still carries toys in a sack that appeals
But he's getting older so now it has wheels
His glasses are thicker they help him to see
His teeth are now false he has lost all but three
His white hair is thinner not much to comb
He keeps his cap on until he gets home
Does not have a pipe as he did long ago
Non smokers don't like it and they let him know
Biggest loser he's watched and lost a few pounds
A six pack he's got where he used to be round
Feels better now that he goes to the gym
Does not look the same but it's really still him
When you see him now He'll still wink at you
Feels so much better it's easy to do
So that is his plan I've said it in verse
If you were bad I hope you don't curse
When you open your present of switches and coal
From good lookin' Santa that merry old soul
When he finishes up as the sun starts to rise
And you hear his wish do not be surprised
I hope you are happy and have a good day
Merry Christmas to all is what he has to say
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