! ONE CHRISTMAS EVE
Chapter one
On christmas eve not even a mouse
lurking around the tree.
The house was silent
but suddenly there
was a tiny little
noise,
coming from
the chimney,
Maybe it was Saint Nicholas,
or a monster.
But the man who came on Christmas Eve appeared
it was Saint Nicholas.
The man who filled
Your stockings,
the one Who ate
the mince pies,
the one who drank
the whiskey the one
with the special
eyes.

Chapter two
The next morning there was too many
presents to count by the time
They had finished counting it was 12 o.clock
in the night So they Went to sleep.

Edited by Princess Belle on 20/12/2003 19:23:05