We were by the big Christmas tree,
Me and my dear family.
A knock at the door,
At twelve fifty-four,
On the great night of Christmas Eve.
I couldn’t believe my two eyes,
It was truly a nice surprise,
To look out the door,
And see no one more…
Santa Claus himself in the sky!
We looked down and saw a gift box,
The size of a small baby fox.
We looked up then fast,
And we saw at last,
Old Nick’s bag didn’t have locks!
We got in the car really fast,
All the other cars seen were passed.
For we knew that the,
‘18 Christmas Eve,
Would get ruined if we were last.
The label said “Johnny Tweet”,
Who lives on the end of the street,
Looks after bird eggs,
And their tiny bird legs,
Without gifts his day is not neat!
We got to his house before Nick,
I gave the present a kick.
It went in the big sack,
Nick looked over his back,
And left with the reindeer’s click
We went back home quietly
Me and my dear family
We silently swore,
To say nothing more
And enjoy Christmas Eve.
Walsh Middle School
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