My Cracking Christmas

It’s Christmas morning and the day is dawning.

As I creep down the stairs I feel magic in the air.

I am cheeky and sneaky as I open the door, to see my presents laying on the floor.

The Christmas tree lights are glimmering and bright, as the cat jumps out and gives me a fright.

My presents look wonderful and big this year, I wonder if one of them could be a reindeer.

I think I can smell Brussel sprouts, at Christmas Brussel sprouts are all about.

Crack! bang! goes the Christmas cracker, as the toy falls to the floor with a clatter.

Christmas Day is now at an end, as I snuggle up with my darling reindeer friend.