'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,
Not a gift was wrapped, maybe 'cause I'm soused.
The baking's done and frozen outside with some care
CatMate is nestled... adding more fur to the bed.
Watching Doctor Who, a marathon in full force.
When out on the deck there arose such a clatter,
I limped from the lazyboy... me face covered in batter.
Away to the doors I muttered, 'oh balderdash'
Peered through the window and checked out the mountain ash.
The sand on the crest of the newly shovelled snow
Made it easier for the neighbourhood dogs to go...
When, what to my bleary eyes should appear
That damn YEG magpie squawking with cheer.