'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The Webbs were nestled all snug in their beds,
Visions of ham, biscuits and eggnog danced in their heads;
When from somewhere outside, there arose such a clatter,
Chico sprang from his bed to see what was the matter.
From atop the arm chair, what to his surprise should appear,
But a flying sleigh, pulled by eight mighty reindeer;
Before he could bark, a sound came from the roof
The prancing and pawing of each powerful hoof.
He hopped down to the floor and began to sniff all around,
Just as St. Nicholas came down from the chimney, with a hefty bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
His clothes were sparkling, despite any ash and soot;
A bundle of gifts he had flung on his back,
And with a heave and a thud, he opened his sack.
He spoke not a word, and got right to distributing gifts,
Filling every stocking, and beneath the tree where it sits,
When he completed task, he turned and gave Chico a good boy pat,
Then with a wink and nod, flew back up the chimney just like that;
Chico woofed once, as he heard him jump into his sleigh,
And off they flew, continuing on their way;
Chico settled back in his bed , as the old man flew out of sight:
Shouting "Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"
Have a warm safe Christmas!
Thank you for all the support you give us,
Thank you for all the support you give us,
Eryck, Kiwii and Chico
