A humorous retelling of the classic poem
Twas the Night Before Christmas--with a medieval twist!
'Three dim knights attempt to fend off a bearded, red-clad and would-be invader—all the while mistaking his true identity and purpose: to spread good Christmas cheer all over the kingdom. Full of merry puns and misunderstandings."
Joan Holub (Author) Scott Magoon (Illustrator)
Poem courtesy of YouTube Transcripts
Twas december 24th and three knights dingaling,
were guarding the castle for their illustrious king
brave knight with his lance kept watch on the stair,
in fear that invaders might soon be there
Polite Knight, with his pen issued dire decrees,
"Keep out of our keep!" "No ransackers Please!"
Silent Knight, in his nightie and iron-armoured cap,
was just sttling in for along winter's nap.
Then out on the drawbridge there arose such a clatter,
those knights sprang to the tower to see what was the matter.
Away to the battlements they flew like a flash.
they tore up the stairs in a mighty mad dash!
When what to their wondering eyes should appear
but a red and white knight and eight dragons, oh dear!
"Be-ho-ho-hold! I am Santa Claus,
making my rounds in flight.
Where is your chimney
so I can enter tonight?"
From the top of the wall
the knight trio flew
to consult the king's book
on what good knights should do.
Brave knight drew the bridge.
Polite knight filled the moat.
Silent knight duked it out
with many-armed coat.
But nothing would stop their white whiskered foe.
no matter their efforts, he just would not go!
For Santa Claus had a list and he checkmarked it thrice,
He knew that their deeds had been chivalrous and nice.
Yes! He would conquer their castle
with the bounty in his sack
"You can't stop me," he told them,
"So good knights - STAND BACK!"
The knight's dove from the battlements, hiding under their beds,
as dozens of sugar plums rained down on their heads
Three shields came in camouflage, Mint spears hit the gate
As Santa stormed the castle with his fierce dragons eight.
More rapid than eagles, bows and arrows, they flew.
There were whistles and horns, men of gingerbread, too,
That volley of goodies those knights flung right back.
But then Santa hurled more from inside his sack!
Just when all appeared lost, a bleak silence fell.
The knights peeked out and cheered.
They'd WON! All as well!
The invader was gone, and in his haste to flee,
He'd forgotten his catapult, Yay! VICTORY!
Those knights brought it in and festooned it with holly.
Decked with treats of their triumph, it looked oh so jolly.
They gathered round it singing for their joy was vast
They'd driven away the invader - at last!
Then they heard Santa
call as he flew out of sight:
"Merry Christmas to all
And to all, nighty Knight!"
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