Dad Meets Santa Claus
Based on "A Visit from Saint Nicholas" by Clement C. Moore 'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house. Kitty was purring. She'd just killed a mouse. My glasses were cleaned and laid out with care in hopes that bourbon and beer would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds while visions of more screens danced in their heads. Wife on her side of the bed. Me on mine. Wondering how long 'til a child climbs in. When down in the kitchen there was such a clatter. I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. Turned on the light. Blind from the flash. Hand over face to see who it is. The moon outside shone on the snow gave a luster of midday to objects below. When what to my wondering eyes should appear, but all of my kids assembled in good cheer. They poured out some eggnog, so lively and quick. I shooed them to bed. Here comes St. Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came. And I shooed and ...