Make it Gnome !
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, except for the louse
We told them don’t come here, don’t you dare,
We don’t want this, we don’t care.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
When they started getting dizzy in their heads.
We heard a small knock and a wee little rap.
And knew in our hearts, we were stuck with some crap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
We saw the louse family starting to scatter.
Leaving us with the most despicable trash.
His beady eyes giving us a rash.
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
Gave those eyes of his the creepiest glow.
What to our wondering eyes should appear,
It was filling our hearts with such dread and much fear.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
We knew in a moment, we were going to be sick
That we were now stuck in this game,
And for that our ‘friends’ are to blame.
"Now, Devil! now, Ghoul! Now, Anzu and Yeqon!
On, Wendigo! On, Succubus! on, Lucifer and Satan!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
As east wind blows and the ice covered roads,
Your presence of evil it bodes .
With where to send you, we have no clue,
But get rid of you, this we must do.
….. (stay tuned)