The Night Before The Meezer's Christmas

Part One is HERE
Part Two is HERE

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a meezer was stirring, uh, not even the nip mouse  ;
The stockings were hung by the TV with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas (without the fuzzypants) soon would be there;
The Meezers and Billy were snug on  their beds
while visions of pawbreakers danced in their heads
The meezers were hiding and waiting to hear
the loud snoring coming from the mommy so dear
When out on the hall there arose such a clatter,
She sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
The past, it flew into her brain like a flash,
causing the mom to mutter, oh holy Bast.
Up out of bed she rose like a beast,
then stepped on poor Nicholas with her big scary feets
There in the hall, were the Meezers three,
and little Billy SweetFeets, giggling with glee,
She knew in a moment there must be a trick.
she flicked on the light and took a look, quick,
She hooted and hollerd and called them by name;
"Now, squishy! Now poosie! now fuzzypants too!
Come on Billy, and Nicky, oh what did you do?
At the end of the hall she looked around
but saw no meezer there on the ground
As dry kibble during a wild whapping fly,
When they meet with a paw slap, then a bunch of high fives!
out from hiding the meezers flew in a flash
with some merps and meeps and meezes and CRASH.
OH NOES, they cried "we better dash"!
Around the dining room they ran in a tizzy
The Meezer 500? Sheesh! we'll get dizzy!
They looked up the stairs and there they did spy
two fleecy feets - oh no, we're gonna die!
Round and round and round they sped
"we better finish and then get to bed!!",
The mom, she looked like a big, fuzzy dummy
Her eyes, they were blood shot, her nose it was runny
Her teeth they were yellow, her cheeks, they were flush
Her big ol mouth, well, what came out would make you blush!
Her beard was as white as the

HOLD ON BILLY, you DO remember what the mom looks like, right?

A popsicle stick, it was stuck in her teeth
sheesh, it's an obsession with them, oh good grief!
She had a big ol fat head and a big ol fat belly,
That shook, when she laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
She really wasn't jolly, nor was she an elf
but we always laff at her, in spite of our selfs;
The snot from her nose and the sweat on her head
Soon gave us to know we had LOTS to dread;
She turned on the light and blinked her eyes
and saw that the meezers had made a surprise
A TREE! All decorated with ribbons and toys
what a sweet surprise from the four little boys
She gathered them up and went back to bed
and all the meezers danced on her head!!

Merry Chrissymouse Efurryone!