A CHRISTMAS STORY

Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the house,
Little Gremlins were stirring
And moving about.

Little eye-balls a glowing
In the dark it was said
Peeping out of the closet
And from under the bed.

While shivering and shaking
There in their beds,
The children pulled covers
Up over their heads.

Then up on the roof
There arose such a clatter,
But no one would peek
To see what was the matter.

Then a sound like thunder
From the chimney arose
And landed down stairs
With a thud, it was told.

Then braver than brave
Each one they did crawl,
Down the stairway
And into the hall.

Then clumped there together
Round the corner they peeked
To see jolly Santa
With milk and cookies,

And right there in front
Of their Christmas tree
Stood little Gremlins
All dressed in green.

And suddenly it became so clear,
Not Gremlins at all,
But elves you see.

Laughing and talking
And singing their songs
And working fast
To beat Christmas dawn.

So one by one they turned and ran
Back up the stairs
And into their beds.

For Christmas dawn won't come you see,
If you don't go to sleep, on Christmas eve.