Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house,
People drank mountain dew; even the mouse.
Stockings were placed by the chimney with care,
And tomorrow presents would soon be there.
Guests were arriving. Soon everyone came in,
And relatives greeted each other with a grin....
The meal was lade out; it soon was all gone,
As the light of the tree continuously shone.
Dessert was laid out; it didn't really last,
Like vultures we ate it all up quite fast.
Presents were opened; wrappings littered the floor,
And the littlest cousins were looking fore MORE!
The night went on; soon all went home,
Except for uncle George who lives in Rome...
Uncle George went, and stayed at the new hotel,
And on his way, on the ice, he slipped and fell....
(But he is okay, so ignore him at this time....
He deserved it anyway for committing a crime.)
Back at the house the children were asleep,
Dreaming about toys, they didn't make a peep.
The rest of the story, you know quite well,
How Santa came with a sleigh covered in bells.
But that is not how this story ends,
Christmas is about Jesus; the closest of friends.
So now every Christmas, remember, my friend...
Jesus Christ will love YOU to the very end.
He came to this earth to die for you and me,
Was simply a child; grew, then died on a tree.
He loves you all, and He really is the reason,
Love and joy of this Christmas season.
MERRY
CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks to Somiya!
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