Lloyd ruins Christmas

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‘Twas 17 nights before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even the cats’ toy mouse;

Courtney’s cat-themed stocking was hung by the chimney with care,

While Aaron’s big Super Mario sock sat across the room, longing to be there;

Courtney and Aaron were nestled all snug in their bed,

While visions of tomorrow’s work day danced in their heads;

Both in their jammies, their soft comfy bed such a trap;

Had just settled down after a couple of nightcaps,

When from downstairs there arose such a clatter,

Aaron sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Up and out the door he flew like a flash,

Nearly tripped over his socks and hit the floor with a bash.

The nightlight on the breast of the recently darkened stairway

Gave the lustre of late-night to objects below,

When, what to his wondering eyes should appear,

But their Christmas tree, toppled over, as if by a reindeer,

With a smashed tree angel, oh what a pity,

He knew in a moment it must have been the kitty.

Submitted by: Aaron

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