‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all down the street
People were social distancing, at least by six feet;
The stockings were hung by the big screen with care,
In hopes that the Fed-Ex guy soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of unicorns danced in their heads;
And Pappa on his ipad and me on my phone,
Had settled in to binge-watch Yellowstone,
When out on the lawn I heard such a sound,
I ran to the window to see what was around.
When what to my wondering eyes did I meet,
A big hairy fella with really big feet!
As he jumped around I decided to watch,
But I knew in a moment, it was Sasquatch.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof,
Prancing and pawing, but I needed proof.
As I drew in my head and was turning around,
Down the chimney came Sasquatch with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And now he was covered in ashes and soot.
His eyes-how they twinkled, his teeth were sort of yellow,
But I wasn’t afraid of this really big fellow.
He quickly gave me a look, then a really big smile,
And then told me all about his FBI file.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head;
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to work;
He ate all the cookies then turned with a jerk.
Back To the chimney, he was afraid to get stuck,
He twisted and turned and tried to duck;
So, out the front door, he went with a bound,
His big feet landed both flat on the ground.
I heard him exclaim as he ran down the block,
“You should have filmed me and put it on TikTok!”