Tuesday, December 24, 2013

The Night before a Meezer Christmas

'Twas the night 'afore chrissymas
and all frough the house
the Meezers was running
and made mommy grouse

The stockings was hanged
by the tv wif care
in hopes that saint santy paws
soon would be here

The Meezers weren't settled or
snuggled in bed
but mommy hadded an ice pack
slapped on her head

when up on the stairs
there arose such a clatter
daddy sprang from his bed
to see what was the matter

the nightlight shone on the
white tiled floor
the Meezers were hiding
behind the litterbox room door

with a "QUIET" and a "STOP IT"
and "get out here on the double"
we knowed in a moment
we might be in deep trouble

"Now Miles, Now Sammy,
you both know the rules
HEY Billy - listen up
Nicky, you too
Get into the bedroom
get into the bed, settle down
now cover your head

As sad Meezers before the wild races run
when met with their scheming for a paw in mom's eye
they sneaked down the stairs
and in their tents they did lie

And then in a twinkling we heard on the roof
Santy Paws? VISHUS DEER? we might need some proof
We drew in our heads and conferred with each other
and then down the stairs came there came.....
THE MOTHER

She was dressed in all fleece from her head to her feet
and also old socks, her feet weren't so sweet
a huge glass of water she grasped in her hand
she looked quite a fright, for so early at night

Her eyes, how they squinted! her dimples, how funny!
her cheeks were all pale, her nose was all runny
her big funny mouth was drawn up in a bow
and she mumbled and grumbled and then stubbed her toe

the stick of a popsicle was stuck in her teeth, her hair stood straight up
circling her head like a wreath
she had a round face and a round little belly
kind of like a snowman, made out of jelly

she was wobbly and bobbly, and mumbling no sense
and we was laffin and laffin in the dark of the tents
but with a glare of her eye and a twist of her head
soon gave us to know - uh oh, we're dead

She spoke not a werd, but went straight to the sink
and filled up her glass, and took a long drink
and laying a finger aside of her nose
and giving a nod, up the stairs she rose

She jumped into bed, so we knew we were safe
we ran up the stairs and kissied her face
We heard her exclaim as she drifted to sleep
Merry Christmas my Meezers
NOW GO TO SLEEP.

Merry Christmas to all of our wonderful friends! We hope you all get just what you wish for!

11 comments:

Prancer Pie said...

LOVED IT!

You kittehz get into bed so the Mommy won't get mad.

Meowy Christmas.
XOXO

Cheysuli and gemini said...

Oh I love The night before a Meezer Christmas.

The Swiss Cats said...

Great ! Purrs

ANGEL ABBY said...

Oh we just love this!!

Kisses to my sweet mancat from your *angel* Abby

Glædelig jul og godt nytår
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

Meowers from Missouri said...

whatta wunnerful pome! We wishes you all a furry happy sellybration, wif lotsa treets an' goodies! merry catsmas to all, an' to all a QUIET night!

The Island Cats said...

MOL! What a great poem!

We wish you all a very Merry Christmas!

Flynn said...

I love your night before Chris Mouse!
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all of you.

Derby, Ducky said...

Wonderful poem! Or is that just a normal night at your house?

Merry Christmouse.

meowmeowmans said...

MOL! We love your poem!

Merry Christmas, dear friends! Wishing hope your holiday season is filled with peace, love and joy.

Katnip Lounge said...

Meowy Catmas!

Eat (ham) drink (cream) and Sniff Nip!!

Love, The Katnip Lounge Kats and Mommy Trish

savannahspawtracks.com said...

I LUVLUVLUV your night before Chrissy Mouse!! Poor Mom...hope she is feeling better

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