{"id":417,"date":"2014-12-24T08:33:55","date_gmt":"2014-12-24T13:33:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.musingsbymichael.com\/blog\/?p=417"},"modified":"2020-10-13T17:55:41","modified_gmt":"2020-10-13T21:55:41","slug":"twas-the-nite-before-christmas","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.musingsbymichael.com\/blog\/2014\/12\/24\/twas-the-nite-before-christmas\/","title":{"rendered":"Twas the Nite before Christmas."},"content":{"rendered":"
\"Santas<\/a>
Santas VW Bug<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

\u2018Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house<\/h4>\n

Not an electron was whirling, not even the computer mouse;<\/h4>\n

The printed stockings were hung on the wall by the chimney with care,<\/h4>\n

In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be showing up there;<\/h4>\n

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The computer geeks were all nestled snug in their beds;<\/h4>\n

While visions of iPads danced in their heads;<\/h4>\n

And the chief geek in her bed with an iPad in her hands and I with my cell phone,<\/h4>\n

Had just settled our brains for a long winter\u2019s session of staying at home,<\/h4>\n

When out on the street there arose such a noise,<\/h4>\n

I sprang from my bed to see who was the making such a commotion,<\/h4>\n

Away went the curtain to see a flash of motion,<\/h4>\n

Tore open the window and looked out into street to see what to me was a car in the act of locomotion.<\/h4>\n

The moon shined bright on the new fallen snow,<\/h4>\n

Gave a bright view of midday to the vehicle below,<\/h4>\n

When what to my amazed eyes did appear,<\/h4>\n

But a miniature sleigh driven by a tiny reindeer,<\/h4>\n

Along with a little old man so lively and quick,<\/h4>\n

I knew by Googling him he must be St. Nick.<\/h4>\n

More rapid than an old VW Bug he drove away and shouted by name:<\/h4>\n

Now where is Dasher! Where is Dancer! What happened to Prancer and Vixen!<\/h4>\n

Where has Comet gone! Cupid come! Donner and Blitzen where are you!<\/h4>\n

Down the road they went! Just missing a wall!<\/h4>\n

Now as they dashed away! He shouts \u201ccome one and all to the mall!\u201d<\/h4>\n

As they leave like a hurricane they fly,<\/h4>\n

When they met with an obstacle, the local constable did they spy;<\/h4>\n

So around him they go off to the mall<\/h4>\n

With the sleigh full of electronics, and St. Nicholas too-<\/h4>\n

And then, in a twinkling, I heard a shout from the roof<\/h4>\n

The prancing and pawing of each big hoof.<\/h4>\n

As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the internet cable came St.\u00a0\u00a0 Nicholas without a sound.<\/h4>\n

He was dressed all in fake fur, from his head to his toes,<\/h4>\n

And his clothes were singed from contact with the power lines down to his bottom of his clothes;<\/h4>\n

A bundle of electronics he had in his backpack,<\/h4>\n

And he looked like a Best Buyer as he opened his sack.<\/h4>\n

His eyes-how they twinkled! His dimples, a delight!<\/h4>\n

His cheeks glowed red like miniature LEDs, his nose like a recharge lite,<\/h4>\n

His droll little mouth was smiling as if he were all aglow,<\/h4>\n

And the beard on his chin was as white as the driven snow;<\/h4>\n

He had a broad face and a big round belly he seemed to be a rather odd fellow<\/h4>\n

His belly shook when he laughed, like a bowl of Jello.<\/h4>\n

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old self,<\/h4>\n

And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;<\/h4>\n

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head<\/h4>\n

Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;<\/h4>\n

He texted me a \u201cHo-Ho-Ho\u201d and went to straight to his work,<\/h4>\n

And tried to fill all the printed stockings; turned to me and called me a jerk,<\/h4>\n

And holding up his middle finger,<\/h4>\n

And giving me the salute, with not need to linger;<\/h4>\n

He sprang to his sleigh, to his driver he gave a whistle,<\/h4>\n

And away they all flew down the street like a guided missile.<\/h4>\n

But I heard the constable shout, \u201cStop in the name of the law!\u201d,<\/h4>\n

Yet they did not heed him. But instead gave a big guffaw.<\/h4>\n

But I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight-<\/h4>\n

\u201cHappy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!\u201d<\/h4>\n

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My apologizes to Clement Clarke Moore<\/a> and to everyone a very Happy Christmas. And for those who do not celebrate Christmas, a Happy Hanukah!<\/h4>\n
That is my opinion- Jumpin Jersey Mike<\/h6>\n