There was one night
The wind was cloudy tidy
It was called
The Night Before Christmas
The night when all the monsters
would come out to eat
play and hide
Foreign sounds fuel the fire
To melt the grim, cold-hearted ice
Melodies float along dusty pavilions
Equating to unfathomable paradise
Brimming enthusiasm spills
For the young ones dance and sing
Silently, the elderly listen
And peace is what the music brings
All citizens sing of peace and joy
From nooks of the abandoned streets
To the corners of lavish mansions
For once, everyone sings to the same beat
Carols are sung, with caring words
Homes light up, wishes are heard
Rains of presents come showering down
In spite the cold, only the naughty frown
Showering light brightens the dark
Tonight, we choose to make a permanent mark
Maiming the maimed with gifts and words
As today is the day that wishes are heard
Show heaven to those who have never experienced gifts
On a snow-laid night, along a snow-filled lawn
Inside a shed, a child was born
The heavenly light lit up the gloomy shadow
Two happy hearts were bright and aglow
A god was born, with gifts adorned
And merry faces illuminated the lonely little barn
And yet, despite all the riches and gold
For Mary, only one thing thawed the cold
The warmth of her child
For a child is the best gift for a mother
Baked in an oven
Stuck together with icing
Sprinkles and gummies
Topped with a peppermint roof
It is scrumptious and yummy.
Christmas is in December
What we have to remember
Put out the Christmas tree
Hang up the stockings 1,2,3
Down the chimney comes Santa
He likes cookies and milk, not Fanta
Time to make a snowman
I’m a very big fan
Reindeer’s nose is red
Hope he gets fed
Lots of food to eat
Cakes, vegetables and lots of meat.
Everyone gets together
However cold the weather
What we have to remember
Christmas is in December.
On his way to town
He fell down the chimney
Because he was very, very skinny
Skinny Santa makes a good Christmas day
Because he never has any delays
All the reindeer were in the sky
While Mrs Claus was making mince pie
Skinny Santa sat in Mrs Claus magical hat
And then he was very, very fat
I think it was Mrs Claus magical
The days get shorter,
The air gets colder
And upon the sodden ground
Lies an old man
His only source of warmth, a blue grubby blanket
He always is alone
Without a home.
Everyone walks past with their woollen scarfs
Turning away so as not to see him
But among that selfish crowd is a little girl
Who has a flashing jumper which shines like a pearl.
She skips into the nearby shop
She reappears seconds later
With a steaming drink and a buttery biscuit
Then the rest of her money she popped into his paper cup
Slipping her scarf around her shoulder she sat down
And they had a nice chat about something or the other
Then the little girl waved with her mitten
And the old man smiled
He now felt like he had a home
Sleigh bells ringing way up high,
Santa’s soaring through the sky.
Dad comes down in his suit and tie,
Whilst mum is making a big mince pie.
DING, DONG, DING, DONG, DING, some more,
I go downstairs to open the door.
There standing right in front of me,
A big gigantic CHRISTMAS TREE!
Tonight is the night,
The 24th of December.
The night that we love,
And will always REMEMBER!
Just remember never forget
That Christmas is a time for
FAMILY
Christmas is a time for sharing, a time for caring,
About each other and family,
Golden coins and mince pies
And eating away at Turkish delight,
The tree is up, shining bright,
And sparkling all over with fairy lights,
Presents in the stockings, and under the tree,
Now all we have to do, is eat up the feast!