Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the Fu
Not a creature was stirring
Not even the Christmas Poo
The Stocking bling were hung
By the chimney with care
In hopes that Fat Sonny
Won't show up on a dare
The fu's were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of Happy Hours
Danced in their heads
And Miss Mona in her kerchief
And Steve in his cap
Had just settled down
For a long winter's fap....er nap
When out on the lawn
there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my laptop
to see what was the matter.
Away to the window
I flew like a flash,
Locked up the shutters
And hid my stash.
The moon on the breast
of the new-fallen snow
Gave me shivers as I peeked
At the scene below
When, what to my wondering eyes
should appear,
But 8 of Sonny's family
Shaking with fear
With a little old driver,
so lively and funny
I knew in a moment
it must be Fat Sonny.
More rapid than eagles
his coursers they came,
And he roared, and screamed,
and called them by name!
"Now Cubby! now, Freak! now, Lincoln and Vixen!
On, Alice! On, Ancient! on, on Misterfeet and SweetThing!
To the top of the Fu Ranks!
to the top of the Mumms!
Now run away! run away!
(could this get any more dumb?!"
And then, in a twinkling,
I heard on the fu
The prancing and pawing
of each little noob.
As I drew in my head,
and was turning around,
Down the chimney Fat Sonny
came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur,
from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished
with ashes and soot.
A bundle of bling
he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a a girl,
With a really nice rack.
His eyes-how they crinkled!
his dimples, how scary!
And tied up in his sled
Was a frightened Miss Carrie
His droll little mouth
was drawn up like a bow,
As he gave an evil grin
With his "hoe hoe hoe"
The stump of a pipe
he held tight in his teeth,
As he blew the smoke
In the face of Misterfeet.
He had a broad face
and a BIG round belly,
That shook when he snickered,
like a bowlful of jelly!
He had Cubby and JC,
tied up in the sled,
And I shook when I saw them,
My heart full of dread!
A wink of his eye
and a twist of his head,
And I wondered when the last time
Cubby was fed
He spoke not a word,
but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings,
With coal (what a jerk).
And sticking his finger
Up inside his nose
Flicked a booger at me,
then up the chimney he rose!
He sprang to his sleigh,
to his team gave the finger,
Kit was in tears
Cuz he forgot to bling her
But I heard him exclaim,
‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Look out Fubar
This is Fat Sonny's night!!!"
hehe
hope ya like it.
