Twas The Monster’s Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas
and all through the cave,
the monsters were dreaming
of things that they crave.

Jonathan wanted a
doll with no head.
His sister had hoped
for a bone crushing sled.

When out on the lawn
the howling just ceased.
I stuck my head out
to check our guard beast.

I blinked my ten eyes;
they couldn’t believe:
a sleigh full of toys
on Christmas Eve!

The chubby fat man
talking to deer
disabled our traps
without signs of fear.

Like a quick puff of smoke
He made it inside.
I hope while he’s here
no one steals his ride

He was dressed all in red
with a jolly thick beard,
but the bells on his shoes
looked a bit weird.

Before I could bite him
with my large teeth,
he delivered his gifts
and straightened our wreath.

And I heard him exclaim
as he flew out of sight:
“Merry Christmas to all
and to all a good night!”

About Author Steve Hanson

Steve Hanson is the author of The Dax and Zippa Series, Monsters Midnight Feast, Wizards In The West, Butterflies Don't Chew Bubblegum and The Whens. View his Profile.

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