Rover's Christmas
Twas Christmas eve,
Finally the gifts are all wrapped,
Rover there on the hearth,
Just as the clock begins to strike twelve,
Just as I begin to doze, I hear a little jingle,
I rush over and open the door to see,
About this time Santa spotted the door,
And we heard Santa as he ran across the lawn,
As I turned to survey the room,
John Watson
And all through the house,
The sound of rustling of paper,
(Still can’t find that computer mouse.)
And ready to go under the tree.
The rest of the family fast asleep,
Except for maw and me.
Curled up into a little ball.
Little Danny in his room,
Down at the end of the hall.
Maw and I head for the bed.
Ready, finally, for a long winters nap,
For we really have nothing to dread.
And in a moment I am awakened by a loud “WOOF!”
Then there is a CRASH, BAM, CLANG,
And I know for certain this isn’t on the roof.
What all this comotion could be.
And what to my surprise did I see?
Rover chasing Santa around the Christmas tree.
And as he opened the door to leave,
Rover made one final leap,
And landed with a piece of Santa’s sleeve.
“Come on Dancer, come on Prancer with my sleigh,
To the pole, to the pole, for a stitch in time,
We’ll have to try and make this round another day.”
Decorations and gifts scattered all over,
Right there in the middle of it all,
Looking innocent as could be, my dog Rover.
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