Saturday, December 24, 2011

Happy Christmeow to All and to All a Good Night





'Twas the night before Christmeow, when all thro' the yurt
All the Farm cats were  stirring, especially the Sherp;
The ornaments were hung on the Christmaaa tree-t with care,
In hopes that Santa Claws soon would be there;
The publicist and male person were nestled all snug in their bed,
While nipped up Farm cats danced on their heads,





And Harry on his ham-mick and Stinky running a lap,
Had just unsettled Pumpkin's long winter's nap —
When out in the living room there arose such a clatter,
The humans sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.




Away to the entrance they flew like a flash,
They opened their eyes, They ran in at a dash.
The lights on the tree gave off a soft glow,
Gave the lustre of magic to objects below;
When, what to their wandering eyes should appear,




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But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
They knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles those paws took up the game,




And he swatted, and swiped, and knocked them down by name:
"Now! Dasher, now! Dancer, now! Prancer and Vixen,
"On! Comet, on! Cupid, on! Donder and Blitzen;
"To the bottom, to the floor! To be a toy, a toy for us all!
"Now fall away! Fall away! Fall away all!"
As cat toys, batted by paw, through the air fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, bat it out of the sky;




So up to the top of the couch Sherpa he flew,
With his sight on an ornament to get or maybe two;
And then in a tinkling it was heard on the floor
The sound of breaking. A memory no more.




As the publicist came, Sherpa was turning around,
He ran from the scene, he leapt with a  bound:
He left only fur, from his head or his tail,
And the publicist seeing, she started to wail.
A ornament, so special was flung on the floor,




And he look'd oh so innocent sitting by the door:
His eyes — how they shifted, his whiskers how sleek
His attitude was aloof, his movements like a sneak;
His little cat mouth was in  - is that a smile?,
And fluff of his tail was poofed out a mile;
A piece of the ornament he held tight in his teeth,
And the publicist encircled his neck like a wreath.
No, she would never hurt his cute face, his round belly
That shook when he ran, like a bowl full of jelly:




He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old cat,
And she forgave him for his playful tree act
A wink of her eye and a shake of her head
Soon gave him to know he had nothing to dread.
Sherpa knew he was safe, he knew he was loved,
He ran to the publicist, he gave her cat shoves
And butting her gently with his cute cat nose
He let her know that he won't ever goes.




He sprung to his box he gave a big sigh,
And he settled to sleep, sweet dreams were soon nigh:
But I heard him meow, ere sleep took his fight —
Happy Christmeow to all, and to all a good night.*



*with all due respect to Clement Moore

13 comments:

  1. Ahhh...the Magic of Christmas.........

    Merry, merry!
    xo

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  2. Meowy Katmas from the Horde at the Katnip Lounge! We wish there were more holidays to hear more poetry! once again, ROFLMAO.

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  3. Such naughty kitties so close to Christmas,lol! This was a kitty-rrific rendition!

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  4. I am meowed over by the sheer madness of it all!! Happy Christmaaaa and meowy holidays!

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  5. That is one great Christmas Carol. Sherpa, good thing that Publicist loves you so darn much. Too funny. We really enjoyed that. Have yourselves a very Merry Christmas.

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  6. Lovely. Thanks.

    Merry Christmeow to all the folk with four legs or two on the Happy Goat Farm from you friends on Secondary Roads.

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  7. It's nice to be an animal and know that you are so very loved. Hope you all have a blessed Christmas.

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  8. Oh Sherpa, up to some kitty mischief!
    Happy Christmeow to you all!!

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  9. We don't want the poetry and songs to end! Sherpa, we know you are loved too and hope Santa brings you lots of gifts tonight!

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  10. Aww! Sherpa IS the spirit of Christmas! Have a merry one!

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  11. ahh....I like your version--such The Night Before Christmas--like the kitty in the box too. :) And kitty accents the tree so!

    Noir

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Maaaaaa away....

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