'Twas the night before Christmas

'Twas the night before Christmas quite a long time ago I was nestled snugly in bed with my brother Joe The stockings were hung neatly on our footboard rails While we dreamt visions of Barbie’s Dollhouse and Motor Maniac trails Mom and Dad to make it our special day Sat with our gifts, wrapping papers, toolbox and a tray All over the carpet, they were scattered about It was such a mess, there wasn’t a doubt. “Now, hammer it, twist it, blot it right here! Slide on the seat, and staple the chair! Handle it with care, it’s a costly brand” “Oh! Honey”, said, Dad “You just glued my hand.” Alas! The toys were assembled and gift-wrapped with coloured strings Now lay stacked under the glittering Christmas tree for both siblings Dad said, “It’s going to be our greatest Christmas to date Just wait to see the joys of surprise on their faces I create.” He dressed up as Santa with a matching red cloak, cap and trousers A stuffed belly, a white beard to disguise his visage and manners “Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!” he exclaimed stepping on a Christmas bauble He tripped over and fell on the floor with a loud thud after a wobble His cap fell off his head and his beard hung dishevelled He lay there on the floor all unnerved and puzzled The act came to a sad end and woke up the little lad Lil Joe sprang up from bed and exclaimed loudly, “Hey! that's Dad.”