"Twas Four Nights Before Christmas..."

We just whipped this up to spread some holiday cheer (Nebraska style). Hope you enjoy!

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house,

Everyone was sleeping, except me and my pet mouse.

The stockings were hung on the deer heads’ with care,

But I secretly knew my parents would put my gifts in there.

My brother and sister were jumping on their beds,

“Be quiet and go to sleep!” my parents then said.

Mom in her night gown, dad in his sweats,

Were still up late, feeding our pets.

When outside, a gunshot was heard,

I paused my Ipod, thinking someone had shot a bird.

I got up from my bed to see what was the matter,

Peered through the window and saw someone on a ladder.

The moon was real bright, and obstructed my view,

There was someone outside, but who?

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But a sleigh and eight tinny reindeer.

When I saw the driver, so plump and so old,

I knew in a moment: “he must be so cold.”

I thought I should offer him my winter jacket,

But no, on second thought, that’d create too much racket.

The man started yelling, “On dasher! On dancer!

O Comet, and Cupid! On Donner and Vixen!”

I started thinking, “Man, this guy has convictions”

Then it all started to fade away fast,

With the “beep, beep, beep” of my alarm,

He was gone in a flash.

I woke up from my dreaming,

And started screaming:

“Merry Christmas I say! Hope I get an Ipad today!”

Until Next Time!