The Night before Christmas


Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the inn
not a creature was stirring not even a drag-in.

Only Amelia's stocking was hung, the rest didn't care
they all said they were too old to believe SC would be there.

The slayers were nestled all snug in there beds
while visions of food and gold danced in their heads.

The girls in their gowns and Zel in his cap
had just settled down for a long evenings nap.

When outside the inn there arose such a clatter
they sprang from their beds to what was the matter.

Away to the window they flew like a flash.
Lina opened the shudders and Zel through up the sash.

The moon outside was shinning on the snow.
It looked like a light spell on the ground below.

When what to their wondering eyes should appear,
a tiny little sleigh and eight tiny reindeer.

With a little old driver so lively and quick,
"who's that?" "Gourry, you idiot, that's ol' St. Nic!"

Faster than Mazoku the reindeer came
and he whistled and he shouted and he called them by name.

"Now Dasher, now Dancer, now Prancer and Vixen,
On Comet..on..Cup-it, on....you....and...ummmm...ixen!

"To the top of the porch to the top of wall
now dash away, dash away, hurry up before we fall!"

And then in the twinkling they heard on the roof,
"They're up there" Amelia announced, "I can hear the pawing of each lil' hoof!"

They all stared dumbfounded as Amelia turned around,
standing in the doorway, St. Nicholas, is who she found.

Dressed in purple fur from his head to foot
"Hey," Lina asked, "where's all the ashes and soot?"

An empty bag he had flung on his back
he looked like a thief as he opened the sack.

His eyes how they were shut, and he had no dimples to make him merry
his cheeks were just white and his nose kinda looked like a cherry.

His mouth, a smile, stretched across his face like a bow
"Santa" Amelia pouted, "where's your beard that's as white as the snow?"

He had a tiny face and not much of a belly
Gourry went to investigate, "where's all the jelly?"

"You know Santa" Zel said, "you don't make much of a jolly elf"
Santa just smiled and giggled to himself.

One wink of an eye and a familiar finger beside his head
soon gave them to know they had something to dread.

He spoke not a word and went straight to work
emptying out Amelia's stocking and turning with a jerk.

And laying his finger a side of his nose
and giving a nod he went through the roof as he rose.

Jumping to his sleigh, "move your asses," he said to the team,
"Hey! get back here!! Who are you?" The slayers all thinking it was a dream.

They all heard him say, before he drove out of sight,

"THAT IS A SECRET TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!!"


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