The perfect christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas,
When all through the house,
There was a lot of racket,
The only one silent was that mouse,
All the smashers were waiting,
So happily through the night,
Watching if Mr. Clausy,
Would come into sight,
The Christmas lights were faulty,
The stockings were thin,
And this year they left Santa,
A glass of gin,
The evening was wonderful,
The carols were churning,
Except that Jigglypuff,
Left the fireplace burning,
The decorations were lovely,
Cakes put in a jar,
But from last night's party,
Left still there was tar,
Kirby wished for the most perfect,
Christmas there could be,
He hoped all would be happy,
He said joyfully,
But of course he thought,
That talking in poetry was lame,
It's as dull as some fanfics,
They're all just the same,
When Fox was talking he dropped,
Things down the stairs,
From marbles to jewellery,
Everything fell there,
Everyone put things,
On the bare tree,
Decorations and streamers,
A nice star to see,
They took off the Christmas lights,
Put in some brighter,
Decided to give Santa a,
Brand new lighter,
The night was now starting,
The smashers went off to bed,
But Jigglypuff accidentally dropped,
20 tonnes of lead,
They all went and rested,
Waiting for him,
Pichu dropped coconuts,
As light was getting dim,
They did not know how much,
All of them dropped,
A disaster could come soon,
Just waiting to plop,
But all the smashers were
Resting in bed,
And Santa came in,
On his big giant sled,
He dropped down the chimney,
And stumbled in the fire,
He was horribly burnt,
He started to perspire,
He reached for the table,
And gave his pocket a poke,
He grabbed his new lighter,
And started to smoke,
Everything was fine,
Until he put it out,
And then the tar caught fire,
And how did he shout,
"Why did this happen,
On Christmas Eve?
This is one of the things,
I would peeve!
I'm caught in a fire!
I'm caught in some flames!
It's you damn smashers,
That I have to blame!"
But then Santa realised,
He might have a chance,
He put the gin in,
But the fire made a stance,
Because gin is flammable,
The flames came out more,
He would have to jump,
Straight into the door!
So off he jumped,
He jumped so high,
But the lead he tripped over,
Sent him in the sky,
He then tripped over marbles,
And got on himself fire,
Santa was not quite a,
Good sight to desire,
Jigglypuff would help Santa!
She picked up the gin,
But because gin is flammable,
Fire would win,
Young Link grabbed the fire,
Extinguisher there,
The fire went out,
But it was all in his hair,
And his eyes and his face,
He did not have a clue,
"Get this out of my face,
Or no presents for you!"
Falco put a small cloth,
Over Santa's eyes,
But the cloth contained nicotine,
To his surprise,
The nicotine was burning,
He soon would go blind,
So Peach used a vacuum cleaner,
If he didn't mind,
The vacuum cleaner sucked up,
All the nicotine,
But now all his facial hair,
Couldn't be seen,
"Give my hair back this instant,
You little &#! (pg rated, remember),"
So Peach gave back his facial hair,
So she wouldn't be a &#!
So Santa went carrying off,
Almost half blind,
But all his presents were,
Soon left behind,
The smashers were greedy,
They did not have any care,
They kept every present,
And a bit of facial hair,
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
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