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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Comedy >> ID #1502363  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Twas The Night
The night before Christmas my way.
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                      TWAS THE NIGHT


Twas the night before Rudolph, the red nosed deer
We were kickin' back, full of Christmas cheer,
Mama in her mumu, eggnog  in hand
Was rockin' and rollin' to "A Winter Wonderland",

I was in the corner down upon my knee
Tryin' to find my glasses, so I could finally see,
Christmas lights were shinin', tinsel everywhere
Mama was a glowin' with bows in her hair.
,
Pantyhose were hung by the radiator vent
The presents were wrapped and cards were sent,
Midnight was approachin', he would soon be there
Mama was a watchin' in her rockin' chair.

The cat and dog were lyin' at her feet
She was singin' to the Reindeer beat,
Finally she got  quiet as a mouse
As I heard noises outside the house.

I ran to the window, drew back the blind
What I saw that night really blew my mind,
Out on the lawn were reindeer paws
A big red sleigh and Santa Claus.

He was talkin' to a little old lady
I think I heard him call her Sadie,
They were gettin' kind of cozy
Santa's cheek were really rosy.

I said to mama, "come see this, dear"
But as I looked she wasn't here,
The front door was open wide
Seems my mama had gone outside.

I ran out the door, oh, what I found
Mama and Santa were gettin' down,
They were  a rockin' and a swingin'
The eight little reindeer were a singin'.

What a sight it was to see
How can this possibly be?
Mama and Santa doing their thing
Reindeer that know how to sing?

I went back into my house
It was as quiet as a mouse,
Mama was sleepin' in her chair
Red bows glowin' in her hair.

Did I see what I really saw?
Santa, Mama and reindeer paw?
Was it just my imagination?
Or too much eggnog and celebration?

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