Twas The Nightmare Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the house Not a creature was stirring, Except me and a mouse. The stocking I hung with a hope and a prayer Using scotch tape and pins, Not a tack anywhere. And Momma in her robe with the fuzzy, pink nap Had retired to our bedroom with presents to wrap. When what with my wondering ears do I hear; But, " I need more scotch tape! Will you bring me some Dear? " Away to the stockings I flew like a flash I had used all the tape Yes I know, that was rash. In the bedroom I found that my wife had made do; Resourceful as usual, with model plane glue. One look in her eyes and I knew I was right After wrapping six gifts, she was high as a kite. I finished the wrapping with liberated tape, the stockings I'd cleverly pinned to the drape. I had just gone to sleep when alarmed by a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. The drapery had fallen and I knew who to blame Then a small voice behind me squeaked, "SANTA CAME!" As told and wrote by L.Gruber@1991 Thanks For Visiting