swordtrombonefish
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'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through chez L*******
Not a creature was stirring, not a bark from the beastsThe stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there
The house all now settled for the big day ahead
The dogs near the fireplace, walked, snug & well fed
The girls watching Downton – a special delight
Whilst dad watched his crypto, would SOL moon tonight?
When out from the dogs there arose such a yapping
The doorbell or something’s upsetting their napping
The Spaniels going crazy, their evening unsettled
No peace for the humans if their grief can’t be fettled
To the front door runs father to check what’s afoot
What monstrous occurrence such barking has brooked?
But the doorway is empty, no cause for explosion
The question remains what provoked that commotion
Has Santa been scared by the barking tonight
Did he visit us early and dash off in fright
Is our Christmas now doomed by the spaniels a-barking
Or is there a reason for their late night carping?
When dads beady eye in the letterbox spied
A new small white letter jutting out from the side
By gum it’s a neighbour, a late festive calling
No drama required no barking or growling
Dad winds down his efforts, cards are an exemption
TV’s and computers grab back our attention
Inhabitants all it would seem are alright
Merry WOOFmas to all, and to all a good night
The dogs near the fireplace, walked, snug & well fed
The girls watching Downton – a special delight
Whilst dad watched his crypto, would SOL moon tonight?
When out from the dogs there arose such a yapping
The doorbell or something’s upsetting their napping
The Spaniels going crazy, their evening unsettled
No peace for the humans if their grief can’t be fettled
To the front door runs father to check what’s afoot
What monstrous occurrence such barking has brooked?
But the doorway is empty, no cause for explosion
The question remains what provoked that commotion
Has Santa been scared by the barking tonight
Did he visit us early and dash off in fright
Is our Christmas now doomed by the spaniels a-barking
Or is there a reason for their late night carping?
When dads beady eye in the letterbox spied
A new small white letter jutting out from the side
By gum it’s a neighbour, a late festive calling
No drama required no barking or growling
Dad winds down his efforts, cards are an exemption
TV’s and computers grab back our attention
Inhabitants all it would seem are alright
Merry WOOFmas to all, and to all a good night
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