My wife and I had gone to bed for the evening hoping
for a good night’s rest.
Now, here is my story, that should be told,
it’s for all my friends both young and old.
As I nodded off, with thoughts of dreams,
my wife had woke me with child like screams.
She heard some noise up on the roof,
I said we’d wait right here, for further proof.
All of a sudden we were shaken by the clatter,
I said stay right here, I’ll see what’s the matter.
As I went to the den to our fire place,
there I saw, his rosy red face.
When I stepped to him he moved out of reach,
he was tired from his long journey, from Miami’s South Beach.
He laid on my couch with hopes of some sleeps,
I said to him, "you’re giving me the creeps!"
I told him we loved him, but he must go,
so up the chimney he went, with a final Ho Ho Ho!
I went to the window with the clear moon light,
there was St. Nick going out of site.
So I returned to my wife with sweat on her brow,
"sleep well my love, you’re safe for now."