The Meezers Night Before Christmas - part II

Part 1 is here

'Twas the night before christmas

and again through the house

all the creatures were stirring

and making mommy grouse

No stockings were hung

by the TV this year

'cause we have a BILL

and he doesn't care

The Meezers weren't nestled

or snug in their beds

a game of THOE

was happening overhead

And the mom in her fleece

and the dad in his hat

had just settled their butts

when the dad yelled "What was that?"

Well up in the bedroom

there arose such a clatter

that the mom sprang to her feet

to see what was the matter

Away to the stairs she flew like a flash

tripped on the first step

and fell on her a**

the moon in the living room

of the newly fallen the mom

was a sight to behold

but not one we would recommend

(oh come on, it's hard to rhyme MOM and still make sense)

Then what to our wondering eyes did appear

but the big fleecy beast

and it struck us with fear

Who knew the old lady

could move quite that fast

we knew in a moment

our fun times won't last

She whistled and shouted

and called us by name

Now Squishy

Now DIzzy

Now Wheezy

HEY YOU

come on Sammy

MILES!

BILLY !

you all

to the top of the stairs

now RUN AWAY RUN AWAY

GET DOWN THE HALL

As bad kitties who never hear her yell

we meet with the fleece monster

oh, we're going to he**

so down the hall we scamper and prance

singing "you can't stop our merry christmas dance"

And then in a twinkling

she heard someone tinkling

(WAIT, MOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM do we HAF to let Billy help write this?)

And then in the dim light

she saw something weird

she looked down the hall

and the light disappeard

She squinted her eyes

and drew in her breath

"if you broke that lamp

you'll meet an untimely death"

She groped at the wall

she bounced off the rail

she took a step

and stomped on a tail

The Meezers and Bill

knew they must chill

or Santy might come

and leave something dumb

As they settled in their beds

and the mom rubbed their heads

they each gave a purr

as she stroked their soft fur

Their dreams were for peace

and toys and feasts

and the mom heard them say

as they drifted away

Merry Chrissymouse to all

And to all a Good Night