‘Twas the night before Christmas,
when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring,
except I, the mouse;
The stockings were hung
by the chimney with care;
Can’t wait ’til they find
my droppings in there;
The children were nestled
all snug in their beds;
I spared a few nuggets
For their sweet resting heads;
The wife had had some wine,
and the father some beer,
So near incapacitated
I had nothing to fear,
When out on the lawn
there arose such a clatter,
I scurried to the window
to see what was the matter.
The moon on the breast
Like a big piece of cheese,
The stink of the mold
Wafting in on the breeze,
When what to my
wondering eyes did appear,
An overweight drunk
In a fist fight with a deer,
That dirty old drunkard
Was so lively and quick,
To be beating up a reindeer
he was clearly a prick.
More rapid than eagles
his fistfalls they came,
And he whistled, and shouted,
and gave each punch a name:
“Now, Dasher! now, Dancer!
now Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on, Cupid!
on, Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch!
to the top of the wall!
When we’re done fighting,
you’ll be unrecognizable!”
Like leaves that before
the wild hurricane fly,
His fists were so furious
they rose into the sky;
So up to the rooftop
the battlers they flew
Wailing on each other,
Until both black and blue
And then, in a twinkling,
stumbling from the roof
In a puff of snow I saw
Four rigid upturned hoof.
As I drew in my head,
and was turning around,
Down the chimney came
the drunk crashing down.
He was dressed in garbage,
from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished
with ashes and soot;
A bundle of sacks
he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a hobo
opening the first empty pack.
His eyes—never waivered!
his scowl, dark and scary!
His cheeks, scarred by hoof marks
his nose a bloody cherry!
His rabid little mouth
foamed like driven snow,
And the beard on his chin
Had a filthy pee stained glow;
Little stumps of black pipe
is how I would describe his teeth,
And a swarm of flies,
encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a swollen face
and an obscene belly
He shook, he laughed,
then vomited a chunky jelly.
Overweight and strung out
Clearly in poor health,
I gasped when I saw him,
in spite of myself;
A thumb across his throat
and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know
And I was filled with sudden dread;
He spoke not a word,
but went straight to his work,
And stole all the stockings;
that damned grinchy jerk,
And laying his finger
aside of his nose,
And giving a nod,
up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh,
well, a shopping trolley with tinsel,
And away he fled
the rickety wheels giving a whistle.
But I heard him exclaim,
ere he rolled out of sight—
“Happy Christmas to all,
and to all a good night!”
Weekly Theme:
Christmas
Cheery stuff. You are obviously enjoying the season. Mind you, I know how you feel!
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Truthfully, when I write I have no motive. I write the first idea that comes. Only when I look back do I realise, man, I may have an issue with Christmas.
It’s almost over 🙏🏼
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😂 a very Merry Twisty Christmas to you and yours!
🎅 🦌🥊 🎄🎶💙🙏🏼
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Thank you a very blue eyed Christmas to you too 🎄🇺🇸🇫🇮🇦🇺🎄💚
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🥂😊
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WOW! Just what i needed a good laugh! 🤣🤣🤣🤣
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I was hoping for a few laughs. Thanks for taking the time to comment.
Merry Christmas Greenie 🎄
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Your welcome! You might want to check out my Adult Christmas Story and the Christmas Poem i posted on my Clouds and Rain blog. Here’s the link:
https://dapoetssecretjournal.wordpress.com/2020/12/24/opening-our-presents-to-each-other/
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BTW Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
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Will do. Thanks.
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Loved it!
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Happy to hear 👍
Merry Christmas Paddy 🎄
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And a happy Christmas to you, too, Mouse.
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Well penned my friend!! 😁🖤
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Thanks charmer 😊 Mostly I scribbled over someone else’s work and handed it in 😂
Merry Christmas 🎄
I’ll probably say it again tomorrow 😉
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Merry Christmas my mousey friend.
Hope you have a good one! 👍👍🖤
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Here I am, as promised, Merry Christmas Charmer 💚🎄💚
And happy boxing day whole I’m at it 🥊
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In the (Saint) Nick of time too! 😜
Happy Festivities right back at you! 👍🖤🖤
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That guy is always on time.
Happy festivities, I like that. I might start using that on random days just yo confuse people 🤣💚
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It works well all year round!! 😁😁🖤
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Amazing!! I really like it!!🤣🤣
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Thank you. I’m glad you liked it.
Merry Christmas inaya 🎄
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Merry Christmas to you too
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Good grief! I’m surprised he noticed you – what as inebriated as he appeared to be. I guess the reindeer couldn’t land a good one square on a peeper…Merry Christmas (at least until Old Nick comes back to make good on his threat)!
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You know these fully functional drunkards, impressive and depressing.
I’ll be waiting 😉
Merry Christmas muri 🎄💚
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Hope you’re have a good one mouse❣️
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Always slinger 💚 A little delayed in responding. I was forbidden from using my phone.
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Forbidden? And you obliged? Now that’s new! Thought you couldn’t stop looking at it every now and then 🤔
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Of course. I’m foolish but not a fool. I looked when I could, but not long enough to respond to comments.
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Things that a mouse has to go through, have you considered becoming a squirrel?
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If only. I love that bushy tail. All mine is good for is getting caught 😂
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Uh!Hope you have a good one mouse❣️
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So nice you say it twice 😉 hope you’re having a good one as well 🎄💚
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So much for thinking something n typing something n then realizing a typo😉
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Happens all the time. I hate that you can only change the comment if it’s on your post. Are you listening WordPress?
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Ooooooo I did not know about that, never considered changing comments on my posts. Not sure if WordPress can hear you squealing mouse! 🙂
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I do, constantly. It’s a real struggle to restrain myself.
True, I don’t think I squeak loud enough 🙂
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🙂
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Reading this was just lovely 🙂
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Merry Christmas! 🎄
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Merry Christmas Jojo 🎄💚
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Not all that cheery and doesn’t scan
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I don’t entirely understand your comment. Scan what?
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The poem you are parodying had a regular rhythm and no odd syllables hanging off the edges. It’s a fair effort, but a little tacky, un-Christmas-y and it’s been done hundreds of times since Clement Moore wrote the poem a century and a half ago. Enjoy yourself. Hope I didn’t offend you. I was Educated, an English major. One never grows out of it. How do you think it wouls work if I offered a nickname made of the initials, LOLILS .
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You didn’t offend. I welcome any comment that goes beyond, ‘great post’.
Each person has their own opinion and they are welcome to express it.
While I don’t entirely agree, I appreciate the feedback.
Merry Christmas Major Silky 🎄💚
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Merry New Year to you. I’ve just got my domain name locked in, have experimented a little, added photos and a video.Blogged several (dozen) pages, to get in a few lost shots at Donald Trump. A friend is turning a photo of me into Gravatar. Now I am working on anonymity, with separate emails and passwords, since my husband is a tiny bit paranoid. I want to be 99% anon. and unlocatable by GoggleEarth, or the CIA and especially by Trump’s nuts. (See this morning’s posts.
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Happy New Year.
I tried visiting your site but the page said it no longer existed.
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Would you be interested in more poetry? The Dorothy Parker hasn’t been added yet, but there’s a few of hers, cynical, bitter, and funny, might be of interest.
I love sharing other people’s work. It keeps the dead alive and the mind sharp.
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Always interested.
Parker was a brilliant quipper.
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Good memories! Happy New Year!
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None better. Happy New Year!
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