T'was the Night Before Christmas

...and all through the hall,
not a creature was stirring, but oh, were we all!

The garlands were hung o'er the gas stove with care
to delight all the family that was gathered there.
With some bundled in sweaters and some wearing wraps,
we had just settled down to a long winter repast.

For days on the rooves, there had been steady patter
of rain on the rooftops, and mud puddles scattered.

But tonight, rain abaited, and a wonderful feast did appear
with goblets of red wine and some with rootbeer.

And after the lamb roast and pudding and cake,
we each took a turn at playing St. Nick.
The presents were passed and paper disposed
as laughs and rejoinders echoed and rose;
until finally outside it began to drizzle,
and the ponies and sheep for their dinners did whistle.

And so we gave our last hugs by the low candle light, saying,
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!