Bah, humbug.

Twas the night before Christmas
And at her aunt's house
Was Experienced Novice
(whom few know as Mouse)
The place was a mess,
Things flying every which where
As she ran round the house
While her aunt fixed her hair
The children were nowhere
Near their rooms nor their bed
Because dinner was soon
And the house smelled of bread
Aunt still fixing her hair
Grandparents taking a nap
Cousins eagerly waiting
To crush Santa's lap
Table finally set
After clangs and a clatter
Plates, forks, knives and red cups
Some may eat, while some chatter
Some shove away dinner
Down their throat in a flash
Not sure how it goes through
If they don't bother to gnash
It's time for dessert
The cake comes out all aglow
For you see, it's his birthday
Grandpa's candles to blow
How's he's aged, how's he's grown
No one asks him, what year?
Rather simply enjoy
And congratulate with cheer
More eating, repeating
They do this rather quick
And who comes down the stairs?
Why it's jolly ol' Nick!
But it's not, yes we know
It's really not a surprise
That Santa in red
Is really Uncle in disguise
Everyone piled on top of old Claus
There were giggles and cackles
And hearty guffaws
Presents given out
Each person called by name
One by one they walk up
For a gift they can claim
Well you get the idea
It was a merry fun time
But your dear little Novice
Has no reason to rhyme
She was cranky and grouchy
She did not have a blast
It was pretty okay
Thank God it went by fast
So I'll leave you here
With this post in your sight
Bahumbug to you
May your Christmas be bright.