A Christmas Tale

Twas the night before Christmas,
with few clan in sight.
Just my son and the cat,
all fluffy and white.

The presents were spread
in boxes and sacks,
as the cat lay in wait
to start his attacks.

We then drove through the town
to see all the lights,
oohing and ahhing
at the colors so bright.

Home again soon,
to our shock we did see
the cat had embarked
on a gift-nabbing spree!

There were paper and ribbons
from his toes to his nose.
That cat was a menace
all covered in bows.

We laughed as he ran
down the hallway in dread.
He flew in a flash
under the bed.

No matter, we thought,
as we smiled at his plight.
Merry Christmas to Cat,
and to all a Good Night!

© RW