‘Twas the Night Before Christmas... (VM Fandom Style)
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through his house
Logan Echolls was stirring, the holiday he disavows
No stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
No hope of St. Nickolas ever showing up here;
Children somewhere were nestled, snug in their beds;
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
Not here, not ever, he would enjoy this nightcap
Bourbon, on the rocks would help with his long nap,
He was headed to bed, when he saw some movement,
He walked through the living room with bemusement
On his way to the screen door, he asked “What the heck?”
Pulled open the door and stepped on the deck.
The moon on the breast of the rippling waves
Gave a luster of midday to the ocean's concaves
When what to his wondering eyes did appear,
But a miniature sleigh pulled by Backup drew near,
With a tiny blonde beauty so lively and quick,
He knew in a moment, he was in for a trick!
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
Veronica whistled, and called to him by name.
“Backup, halt, sit, lie down.” she sternly insisted
“Good boy, that was close.” his spirit then lifted.
She unhooked his leash, she gave him the call
“Now go, say hi to your buddy, don’t stall”
She leaves him before he can ask her why,
She disappears for awhile, he wants to spy
So down the hall he tiptoes to see where she withdrew
Leaving the sleigh full of bags, and Backup too.
And then, in a twinkling, he heard from his bedroom,
The jingling of bells and lots of rustling, he must zoom
To the living room he goes to wait around,
Then down the hall she came with a bound.
She was dressed like a Claus from her head to her feet,
The outfit was enough for him to admit defeat.
A bundle of packages she now flung on her back,
She looked like a pedler carrying that sack.
Her eyes, how they twinkled! Her dimples, how merry!
Her cheeks were rosey, her nose a little cherry!
Her glossy little lips was drawn up like a bow,
And the dress she adorn was short enough for a show.
Her shoes, black heels, a Santa hat on her head
In this outfit, he just wanted to take her to bed,
She pulled out a small tree, she began to decorate
Then she placed gifts under, so he could celebrate.
She was dancing about, like a right jolly old elf,
And he laughed as he watched her, in spite of himself;
A wink of her eye and a twist of her head
Soon gave him to know he had nothing to dread;
She spoke not a word, but went straight to work,
And filled his stocking, she had hung with a smirk,
Then laying her hands on the sides of his nose
And giving a smile, up to his lips she rose
He sprang into action, meeting her halfway,
And it didn’t take long before they got carried away
As they disappeared to the bedroom, he thought with delight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"
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