The Night Before Christmas Eve
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A little different, lengthy, take on Christmas. Hope you enjoy and laugh out loud where appropriate. Merry Christmas to you and yours.
The night Before Christmas Eve
By Franklin Price
12/17/2016
Prologue
The Night Before Christmas
A most famous of poems
Read to children aloud
By their parents in homes
To children who gather
'Round the brightly lit tree
To hear Santa is coming
Presents for you and me
They have been to the mall
And they've sat on his knee
He said have you been good?
Answered: as good as can be!
He said what would you like
Jolly Santa to bring?
Can grant most any wish
Can bring most anything
In the past was a train
Or a two wheeler bike
Or the prettiest doll
I can bring what you like
You may like a computer
With some games you can play
Find it under the tree
At first light Christmas day
Not a wish within reason
That I can't bring to you
After all it is Christmas
That's the thing that I do
Have you been out shopping
For your family and friends?
To give each other gifts
For your elders Depends
Just a bit of humor
Not a good gift I think
Like buying your loved wife
A brand new kitchen sink
I speak with experience
And will never forget
A sink's not for Christmas
I remember that yet
Like Santa, ask everyone
Make your own gift list too
Of what others would like
That's the best thing to do
Take great joy in shopping
For the giving is best
A smile Christmas morning
Says your gift passed the test
I've digressed just enough
It's time to get to the heart
Of what this poem is about
I hope for you, the best part
THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS EVE
At home near the North Pole
Elves are 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 good boys
Santa pressing his suit
Combing his silver hair
He is so very real
To the kids who still care
Out in the warm stable
The reindeer cannot sleep
No noise they are making
Heard, not even a peep
Santa is looking out
At the snow coming down
The smile on his round face
Becomes the smallest frown
The light of the full moon
Is all covered by mist
He may need a reindeer
With red nose to assist
As Santa is watching
Moon beams come shining through
Maybe now red nosed Rudolph
Will have nothing to do
Santa still has to drive
And could be much less droll
You would think that at least
He would have cruise control
Satellite positioned
As he moves on his way
Doesn't follow the stars
As way back in the day
Puts in his computer
Where all children may be
Takes a few terabytes
Of super fast memory
Computer must keep up
In flight Christmas eve night
The sleigh is approaching
Speed of dawn's early light
He must plan his own trip
With his elves to assist
To bring gifts to each child
Who appears on his list
There's Dani and Billy
and Lily and Belle
So many more children
Than herein I can tell
Santa goes to each place
Where a child is asleep
Finds a good way to enter
Down the chimney may creep
Just a few years ago
Houses heated with coal
And brick fireplaces
For the Merry old soul
Down the chimney he went
Not always any more
Where there's central heating
Enters through the front door
Most children in houses
More than a few are in tents
He will visit them all
Even trailers with dents
Santa gets very hungry
Every year I will tell
Some houses have goodies
Santa follows the smell
Of new cookies fresh baked
And milk in a small cup
Can take just a small taste
Or he'll never get up
To go out to the sleigh
And climb up on the seat
It could be the next place
Has more cookies to eat
He will pick up the reins
Give the reindeer a cluck
With the power lines low
Finds he really must duck
He will look up and down
To the left and the right
Zoom right to the next house
In the dark of the night
He still carries the toys
In a sack that appeals
Has gotten much older
Now it's driven with wheels
His bifocals are thicker
Near and far they can see
His teeth are now false ones
He had lost all but three
His white hair's much thinner
Not much left there to comb
Keeps his cap on his head
'Til the time he gets home
Not a pipe in his mouth
As he had long ago
Non smokers don't like it
And they all let him know
Biggest loser he's watched
And has lost a few pounds
Six pack he has gotten
Where he used to be round
Feels so much better now
That he goes to the gym
Does not quite look the same
But it's really still him
When you look at him now
He will still wink at you
He feels so much better
Now it's easy to do
So I've given his plan
Put it down here in verse
If you were very bad
I just hope you don't curse
When you open your gift
Either switches or coal
From good lookin' Santa
That thin merry old soul
When he finishes up
As the sun starts to rise
And you hear his kind words
Do not be so surprised
“I hope you are happy
Have a very good day
Merry Christmas to all”
Is what he has to say
Epilogue
I got you through Christmas
And how Santa prepared
Of getting and giving
About those who have cared
Hope you gave not expecting
To receive from the same
And not always because
You drew another one's name
The presents now opened
And the wrapping is trash
The money's in pockets
Of all those who got cash
It's time to get ready
For the afternoon feast
For the turkey and ham
Fresh warm bread raised with yeast
Sliced, canned cranberry sauce
Mashed potatoes so fine
There is much more good food
These are favorites of mine
All sit at the table
To taste food, but before
Thank the Lord for the meal
For all gathered and more
For we should not forget
About the Holiday's name
If Christ not in Christmas
It is never the same
From simple beginnings
To His death on the hill
Was sent here to save us
To believe, then he will
When we've said the blessing
And we unclasp our hands
Our stomachs are growling
Feed us all their demands
We pass 'round all the bowls
From the left to the right
Eat until we're all full
Even into the night
Crawl away from the plate
We are too full to stand
Cannot eat one more bite
Bellies big and so grand
Not even one push-up
Or a walk on the tread
If we wait just one hour
Ala mode pie instead
Hope that your own Christmas
Was so happy and fine
Got all wished for presents
A full table to dine
That you thanked the dear Lord
For Him sending His Son
He's the reason for Christmas
He's the Savior, the One
This story is over
I've at last reached the end
No one better than Christ
On whom we may depend
Copyright © Franklin Price | Year Posted 2016
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