Twas The Night Revisited

Devotional for Tuesday, December 22, 1998 by Kathleen Ageton

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a-one thought was stirring, not even an ounce;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that some nice presents soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Nintendo danced in their heads;
And mamma in her silk shift and I in my mink
Had just settled down with a long winter's drink.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the lounge to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew in a rage
Tore open the shutters, my temper engage.

When, what to my glowering eyes should appear?
But a big group of carollers all filled with cheer.
With a little old leader so lively and quick
I knew in a moment they'd make me feel sick.

They sang about such a marvellous birth
I wondered what-all this message was worth.
Where was Santa to chase them away?
I wanted some fun, and some food, and some play.

They kept on singing about this child,
Holy and humble, gentle and mild.
I'd heard enough I wanted no more;
So I filled up my lungs and began to roar:

"Now, dash it! now, darn it, you horrible vixen!
Please stop it at once; to hit you I'm fixin'."
They sang one more song about Jesus the King
Their message was smarting and starting to sting.

I turned to my TV all glowing inside,
I glanced at a sitcom, no need to decide.
I closed the window and turned out the light
Happy Christmas to all! Now let me sleep tight.

--by Kathleen Ageton, with apologies to Clement Moore

Kathleen Ageton <katbabc@hotmail.com>
Makawao, Hawaii, USA

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