|
Monday, December 24, 2012
THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS…….
‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the barn
Creatures were stirring, after all it’s a farm.
Our fleece is so warm we want to be fair,
Santa may come, we don’t have a care.
We’ll be snuggled together in our straw beds
While visions of pellets still dance in our heads
Our present to you is some warm winter socks,
Which sure beats a stocking all filled with old rocks.
What’s that? Is Santa here in our yard?
Gather up DSC03331herd, look out and stand guard.
It’s our chance to be famous, to save the holiday,
To hear Santa say, ‘Up up and away!
The Reindeer are sad, their harnesses off
We hijacked their sleigh, their bells in the trough.
There goes Maverick; he’s right up in front
He’s going so fast, I heard Santa grunt.
Snow Angel is ditzy, she might miss her chance
To show off to all her dainty light prance.
On Cowboy, On Maverick, Francesca’s behind
Santa’s hanging on for dear life, he’s now lost his mind.
|