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A Stormy Christmas Night
A Christmas Tale
It was a stormy and windy night,
The clouds above were so dense,
Nobody had noticed the stars were actually really bright.
The streets in the neighborhood were bare;
A stray cat would not even walk around out here.
The only person who was out at night,
Was a jolly ol’ fat man with that thick beard of white.
Now the adventure will begin,
Carrying lots of Love, Treasure, added with Enjoyment,
Creating happiness to all the kids,
Is when Santa’s long strenuous evening will come to an end.
Slowly he wiggled his way down a chimney.
It had taken Santa so long;
He even began to think to himself,
Those Elves should be helping me.
Ho, Ho, Ho, with a happy grin,
Santa soon started to begin.
He quietly tip-toed over to the tree.
One by one he brought out a present.
Slowly Santa placed each one down nice and neat.
During this fun filled event now almost near complete,
Santa was being watched from what seemed like a far,
By a Mouse’s perspective who watched while he sat.
Amazed with how hard he worked and being so fat.
Just as Santa put down that last toy.
Out of the blue he heard a noise.
Swiftly leaving the last toy.
He would disappear from sight of the boy.
As this boy walked into the room,
Slowly rubbed his small blue eyes,
Placed his arms down to his sides,
Eyes now focused with astonishment.
The visual wonderment overwhelmed his mind.
His living room was now wall to wall paradise.
Many presents placed all throughout and –
As quickly as Santa came,
He dashed out of the house.
The only witness to it all –
Was a Sweet little Mouse.
A STORMY CHRISTMAS NIGHT
- A Stormy Christmas Night
A Christmas Tale of joy and delight on a stromy night. No worries, this story ends in good cheer.
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