‘Twas the Night Before Christmas Eve

Twas the night before Christmas Eve, when all through the house,

Not a creature was still, not even a mouse.

The children were all playing in the basement, football being led

When the eldest boy got tackled and hit his dear head.

When all of a sudden Ma heard such a clatter

she ended her phone call and asked “What was the matter?”
When what to her wondering eyes should appear?

But a boy covered in blood, staining his T-shirt, John Deere.

She sprang into action, to her mother-in-law gave a whistle

and calmed the patient with soothing words and a kiss-tle

And the little old driver so lively and quick

arrived in an instant to the ER at Saint- Nick’s 

They waited just an instant till they called him by name

then Doc whistled and shouted to his team in the game:

On nurses! And residents! Social workers! And attendants!

Apply numbing cream! Bandages! Head dresses! And stitches!

To the top of his head they applied three huge staples

and the let him watch movies, gave legos and popcicles!

After three hours wait, they returned to their sleigh 

and three younger brothers asked if they could stay?!

But you could hear them exclaim, err they drove out of sight

Merry Christmas to all - and to all a good night!