THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS

Thank You For Visiting

Texas Bob's World

(batteries not included)

Twas the night before Christmas,

when all through the house,

Not a creature was stirring,

not even my spouse;

With only six hours left,

until morning light,

Assembling kids' presents

would take me all night.

19,000 pieces -- bolts,

washers and screws,

To be put together,

and me with no clue;

All I had for tools were

some needle-nose pliers,

A Swiss Army Knife

and a Phillips screwdriver.

When out on the lawn

there arose such a racket,

I threw down my pliers

and put on my jacket;

I swung open the door,

to check out the noise,

And saw a red-suited man,

bringing more toys.

I shouted, "Hey, you on my lawn,

what's the idea!"

As my shrubs were being eaten

by eight small reindeer;

The big man looked up at me

and said with a smile,

"There's more to assemble --

it will take you a while."

"My kids don't need more toys,"

I countered right quick,

But he wouldn't hear "no,"

that stubborn Saint Nick;

"These new toys have

detailed instructions," he said,

And he winked as he lifted

a bag from his sled.

Then he pulled a bunch of

woodchips out of his bag,

"It's a dollhouse," he said,

as he looked at the tag;

"It has 6,000 small pieces,

plus one or two,

You can make it

if you have a gallon of glue."

"And, there are no axle holes

on this toy car,
With only two wheels

it won't go very far;

Perhaps you can whip

up some rubber for tires,
I'm sure you can do it

before you retire."

"But Nick," I pleaded,

"don't you have simple toys?

Can't they build simple things,

those elves you employ?"

"How 'bout a ball, a rag doll
or gun that shoots darts,

Or some other present

made of only one part?"

Santa said, "Those kinds of toys

are passé these days,

It's complicated gadgets

that are all the craze;

So, please take these here toys

and I'll be on my way,

I have houses to get to

and visits to pay."

"I don't want any more toys!"

I yelled quite in shock,

Then I slammed the door shut

and I secured the lock;

I took off my coat

and went back to my bench,

And tried to read the directions

all printed in French.

Then just as I found

I was missing a screw,

That old coot came sneaking

right down through my flue;

"You forgot all these toys,"

said the man dressed in red,

Then he put his sack right down

and here's what he said.

"You're not alone staying up

all through the night,

Parents all over the world

are in the same plight;

They don't have the right tools,

or any instructions,

They're eyes are bleary

and they're minds don't quite function."

Then he left me there speechless,

alone with my work,

And filled all the stockings,

then turned with a jerk;

And laying his finger

aside of his nose,

And giving a nod,

up the flew, he rose.

He sprang to his sleigh,

to his team gave a whistle,

And away they all flew

like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, as he jumped
in his sleigh,

"YOU'LL NEED 62 BATTERIES,

ALL TRIPLE A"

AUTHOR . . . TIM BETE

. . . 2005

TO JOIN OUR FREE MAILING LIST?

CLICK ON THE HEART BELOW

I would love to hear your comments on the pages we prepare and recommend, we enjoy doing it for your pleasure, our pleasure is receiving your comments.

Page design By: Texas Bob

Visitors to the site since 7-12-03

Dell Coupon Code

.......................................................................................................