Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
But downstairs in the sitting room, sat in a chair
A vampire called Mitchell rested his eyes there.

His eyes blinked open, as black as coal dust,
As the poor Irish vampire fought with his blood lust.
Returning to normal at the creak of the wood,
He looked up, hoping to see a grey hood.

But instead of poor Annie, wrapped up in a scarf,
was Nina Pickering, his best friend's better half.
"Shouldn't you be asleep next to George, warm in bed?"
"The heating is broken, it's too cold" Nina said.

Nina glanced round the room, it was dingy and dim
Until Mitchell rose and her eyes fell on him.
The only light there was the one from the TV
No picture to show, it just flickered blankly.

"I'm waiting" he said "In case Annie tries
to get into contact" Nina closed her eyes.
She still blamed herself, though George told her not to.
He said Kemp was to blame, there was nothing they could do.

A few minutes passed them by in a flash,
As Nina was braced to take Mitchell's backlash.
The vampire opened his mouth, about to speak
When the house was disturbed by a loud girly shriek.

George jumped out of bed and ran down the stairs,
As fast as a cheetah plagued with nightmares.
The pair downstairs looked at him frowning.
Mitchell rolled his eyes "You sound like a girl drowning"

"I think I heard someone up on the roof
And there was definitely a sound a bit like a hoof"
"George" Mitchell said "You sound like a child"
George pouted at this. Nina just smiled.

Before they had time to decide on a plan,
From down the chimney came a large man.
Dressed in red from his head to his toes,
With twinkling eyes and one cute button nose.

"Presents" said Santa "For each one of you
Though nothing physical, you'll have to make do.
For Nina and George, I say only this,
You'll get all you need from one simple kiss"

Then Mitchell turned to the man with a smile
And uttered the words he'd thought for a while.
"There's nothing, dear Santa, that you can tell me,
All I want for Christmas is to get back our Annie"

But Santa knew they missed their friend in grey,
Though creatures of the door took her away.
So he left them with words in the moonlight
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night"