'Twas the Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the farm

Many Kings were still bustling, led by Miss Lisa’s charm.

Her greens were hung on the hearth with care

In hopes that Luke and Dan soon would be there.

The grandkids were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of tractors danced in their heads.

And Pete in his kerchief, and Joe in his cap,

Had just settled down for a very brief nap.

When out in the field, there arose such a clatter,

Tim sprang from his bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window he flew like a flash,

Jumped in the Ranger and drove with a dash.

The headlights shone bright on the new fallen snow,

Revealing the culprit, St. Nick in the glow.

His reindeer were chomping on Farmer Tim’s sprouts,

And just would not stop, even when he would shout.

“What are you doing! You’re wrecking my crops”

Farmer Tim was so angry, he thought he might pop.

“I just couldn’t stop them, we’ve so much flying to do,

They were so hungry, my reindeer need vitamins too.”

Farmer Tim did ponder what St. Nick had said,

So into the house St. Nick was there led.

“Come into our home and enjoy the night

Before you have to get back to your flight!”

Farmer Tim knew his family would be ready to help

And to them he called, with a whistle and a yelp.

“Now Joseph! Now Peter!

Now Bitty and Dan!

On Ben and on Paul!

On Luke, John, and Sam!

Get up and get going

We have us a guest

There’s no time for sleeping

There’s no time for rest!”

The Kings sprang into action, Miss Lisa included

This night was special, they all soon concluded.

St. Nick settled in and was given some soup,

He couldn’t imagine a more welcoming group.

Warm donuts, hot coffee, all from their shop

A star shone bright from the very treetop.

Miss Lisa was busy baking a pie

St. Nick did not yet want to say goodbye.

All the brothers and Bitty were so warm and so kind,

For years to come, he would keep them in mind.

He would never forget his time on the farm,

The Kings and their kids would do him no harm.

“Thank you for welcoming me into your life,

Without Mrs. Claus, Miss Lisa would be my wife.

Now I have more energy for tonight

My reindeer and I will fly to great heights.”

He summoned his reindeer from Farmer Tim’s field,

His joy from the visit could not be concealed.

The Kings heard him call as he drove out of sight,

“Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”