Re: My Christmas Poem

Posted by little john on December 24, 2003 at 08:10:58 from (64.12.97.12):

In Reply to: My Christmas Poem posted by Nebraska Cowman on December 24, 2003 at 04:02:01:

Thanks for sharing the poem. There are lots of good memories and thoughts there.

Here's another. Hope you enjoy it! Apologies to the original author of "The Night Before Christmas", Henry Livingston.

Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the house,
Almost nothing was stirring,
Just one little mouse.

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there
The children were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of suger-plums danced in their heads
And Mama in her kerchief, and I in my cap
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap

When down in the kitchen, there arose such a clatter
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Down the hall and the stairs, I flew like a flash
Turned on the light as I heard a big crash.

The bright kitchen light showed some glass on the floor,
And under the shelf there was quite a bit more.
Then what to my wondering eyes should appear
But a miniature mouse, who seemed without fear.
And this little mouse was so lively and quick
I knew in a moment that I’d need a stick!

More rapid than eagles I chased him about
This way and that, with a whistle and shout,
“Now, rodent! Now, mouse! Disturber of peace!
I’ll see that you never get any more cheese!”
To the top of the stove! To the top of the wall!
Out through the door, and back down the hall!

As dry leaves before the wild hurricane sail
And turn left and right, and back on their tail
So through the parlor and by the TV,
The mouse skipped along, closely followed by me..

And then in a twinkling, I slipped on the floor
My chin hit the knob and my head hit the door.
As I slowly sat up and was looking around
The mouse came along with a leap and a bound
It was dressed all in fur from its feet to its snoot
And I have to admit that it looked kind of cute

Its eyes - how they twinkled! That little fur ball....
And it seemed that it smiled as it ran down the hall

He was chubby and plump, as he climbed to the shelf
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And nibbled some cheese, then turned with a jerk,
He sprang to the stove top and then to the floor,
And made a straight line for a hole in the door.

I still had a headache and pain in the chin,
And I know that this couldn’t be true, but just then,
I thought he exclaimed, as he crawled through with ease,
“Happy Christmas to all, and thanks for the cheese!”

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