The Silly Twas The Night Before Christmas poem

‘Twas five days before Christmas and all through the house,

The decorations not up and Mom scurried like a mouse.

We went to the Internet to find stockings there,

In hopes that St. Nicholas won’t have to use our underwear.

The children raced around, their faces red,

With the words “HURRY!” and “QUICKLY” stuck in their head.

Mamma insane and I in my thinking cap,

Trying to figure how to decorate in a snap.

Out in the garage there was such a clutter,

I went to find something and started to mutter.

Away to the store we went for some shopping.

The kids slowed me down, but there was no stopping.

There were hundreds, and hundreds of so many rows!

Of toys, trains, candies, and bows!

When, what to my tired eyes should appear,

But the perfect star and our friend, Mr. Deveer!

Just as we finished, my brother got very sick,

And threw up all over the store’s St. Nick.

More rapid than eagles, home we came,

But then there it was just more of the same.

We continued to clean and decorate in a hurry,

Then, we decided that it was worth all the scurry.

We made cookies to eat and left Santa some,

We’re all ready now, for the big man to come.

As I fell in bed the world was all right,

Merry Christmas to you and have a good night!