A/N: Plese enjoy the poem and let me know what you think.
Title: Twas' the Night Before Christmas
Author: Chantel
Disclaimer: I am just writing for fun
Rating: PG
Characters: Camp Rock
Summary: A camp rock twist on the famous Christmas poem. Enjoy
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the camp
Only two creatures were stirring, none were a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the camp fire with care,
in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
The campers were nestled all snug in their beds,
while visions of Rock Stars danced in their heads.
And Cook in her 'kerchief, and Director in his cap,
had just settled their brains for a long winter's nap.
When on the stage there arose such a clatter,
All sprang from their beds to see what was the matter.
Away to the window they flew like a flash,
tore open the shutter, and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
gave the lustre of midday to objects below,
when, what to their wondering eyes should appear,
but the world hottest band and their rocker girlfriends too..
With the hottest boys, so lively and quick,
With girlfriends that are called hot chicks,
More hotter then lava, their tunes they came,
and they shouted and singed and called out the cabins by name:
"Now A Note! Now B Note!
Now C Note and A-Cappella!
On, Tenor! On, Base!
On, Boys and Girls!
To the edges of the porches!
To the edges of the stage!
Now come one! Come all!
To celebrate Christmas in a rocking way"
As the snow crunched as the campers did fly,
when they ran to the stage and couldn't believe their eyes
so up on the stage the rockers they flew,
with tunes, shouts and cute rockers too..
And then, in a twinkling, they heard on the tune change
the girls joined and the softly sang,
A song of peace, joy and love too.
They were all dressed all in fur, from there head to there feet,
and their clothes were all sparkly and blingy to beat,
A bunch of guitar played tunes of the seasons
and they looked like rockers ready to Jam for no other reason.
Their eyes--how they twinkled! Their dimples, how merry!
Their cheeks were like roses, their noses like a cherry!
Their mouths did move like elves tying bows
and their heads were all covered in snow.
The mic in their hands,
and the tunes they encircled their heads like a wreath.
They had dreamy eyes and hair that was the fashion,
That flew this way and that like hot boiled passion.
They were hot and on fire, like a erupting volcano,
and camper screamed when they sang out he loud, in spite of themselves,.
A wink of their eyes and a twist of their head
soon gave all know I had nothing to dread.
They sang and rocked out, jamming and jumping
and filled all the campers hearts with cheers and joy.
And laying down their instruments they did finish
Giving a bow they exited the stage,
He sprang to the dining hall, and waved everyone in,
And rushed they did to see what was brought,
Toys and games and instruments aplenty,
But they heard them exclaim, 'as they past the presents around,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all rock out."
I hope you enjoyed and please let me know what you think.
chantel
HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO ALL