Twas just days until Christmas....

Twas just days until Christmas,
when outside the house
some creatures were stirring,
a bit bigger than a mouse.


They went out through the yard,
down the treelines with care.
In hopes that some goodies
would be lying back there.

Like children we nestled
all snug in our bed,
While visions of Reindeer
danced in my head.
With Pebbles drinking Wine,
and me with my Scotch,
I wanted to see them,
not to kill just to watch.

I got dressed, went outside
and despite being fatter,
I somehow got my lard-ass,
up that old treestand ladder.
Away to the bushes
I focussed with glee,
in hopes that I'd see them,
and they not see me.

A full moon on the breast
of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day
to objects below.
When what to my wondering
eyes should appear,
But of course its the kids,
the eight tiny Reindeer.

Building strength before Christmas
they were lively and quick,
They'd need all that energy,
to pull the weight of St Nick.
More rapid than anything
my heart it would beat,
as I whispered and muttered,
"holy crap this is neat!"

"Hey Dasher!


Hey, Dancer!


Hey, Prancer


and Vixen!


Yo, Comet!


W'sup, Cupid!


Hey, Donner


and Blitzen!


From the top of the tree,
a branch had a fall.
And then dash away, dash away,
They Dashed away all!

A very Merry Christmas everyone!

And as always,

My sincerest thanks for dropping by....