'Twas the day before Christmas, when all through the house
Two Bengals were stirring, in search of a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the window with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
Les and I had just settled down for a nice mid-day's nap,
When out on the porch there was a sound of "Thwap;"
I listened more closely,
Just enough to hear, the driver give one final call,
There's a package on the porch,
propped up against the wall;
Away to the front door I flew like a flash,
Peaked through the peep-hole as I closed up my sash;
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a little white package full of holiday cheer;
I quickly found the package and returned to the house,
But found the brothers no longer interested in mouse;
A wink of Lesley’s eye and a twist of her head,
Let me know the family looked forward to the surprises ahead;
Soon the marine toys were wet,
And Tanji found a package of glitterballs to get;
Uschi lounged on the table as if it were a bed,
With visions of a feather mouse dancing in his head;
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."
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