"Twas the night before December, amoxicllin all through the house
Our children were stirring like two crazy ruffed grouse
The stockings were hung, there were clothes all over the floor
Me hopes that a cleaning service walks through thy front door
No one was nestled, No one was snug
We all could use a big fat Santa hug
Visions of sugar plums were not in our heads
Why are there stickers in all of our beds?
Mom does not have a kerchief, I have a thinking cap
Let us all try to take an all-as-one glorious nap
Our brains are unsettled, there is nonsensical chatter
Mom is making pierogies to put on a platter
The girls run around, frolicking in a flash
The youngest is stricken with some sort of rash
The moon is out, thank God there is not snow
Sunday in the 60s? Golfing I go?
When, what to my wandering eyes should appear
But, a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer
With a little old driver, so lively and quick
I'm hallucinating, we surely are sick!
More rapid than an eagle, I swear that he came
He whistled, and shouted, "Dad, you're insane!"
Now Dasher! Now Dancer! Now Prancer! Now Vixen!
We must leave now, I do not have the power for fixin
Good luck, Santa said as he took off from the porch
It feels like Survivor, everyone grab their torch
Goodbye Santa, we will see you on Christmas Day
We will be back to full health, this I do pray
God has been good to us, and for that we are blessed
The life of a parent, grateful and stressed
Goodnight Johnstown, may your December be merry and bright
Always be thankful, for each day brings new light
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