Twas the Night Before Christmas Ninja-style
Twas the night before Christmas when all through the temple;
everything was calm, there wasn't even a battle;
Stockings were hung by the fire with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas would soon be there;
The ninja were nestled all snug in their beds;
While visions of sugar plums danced in their heads;
And Pixal with her mech and Wu with his staff;
Had just settled their brains for a long winters nap,
When out in the court there arose such a clatter,
Wu sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a flash,
Tore open the windows and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow,
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below;
When what to Wu's wise eyes to appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny rein-deer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
He knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled and shouted and called them by name:
Now Dasher! Now Dancer! Now Prancer and Vixon,
On Comet! On Cupid! On Doner and Blixen;
To the top of the roof! To the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!
As dry leaves to Morro would fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys-and St. Nicholas too:
And then in a twinkling he heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As Wu drew in his head and was turning around,
Down the chimney Santa Clause came with a bound:
He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all covered with ashes and soot;
A bundle of stuff was flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack:
His eyes-how they twinkled! His dimples how merry,
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry;
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as snow;
The stump of a pipe was held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face, and a round little belly
That shooked when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly:
He was jolly and plump, a right jolly old elf,
Wu laughed when he saw him in spite of himself;
A wink of an eye and twist from his head
And soon gave to him to know that they have nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all of the stockings, then turned with a jerk,
And laying his fingure aside from his nose
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
He sprung to his sled, to his team gave a whistle,
Away they all flew, like the down of a thistle:
Then Wu heard him explain, as he flew out of sight-
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!
Please listen when I saw this. I don't own Ninjago or the Night Before Christmas!