(picture by Stacey)

’Twas the Night Before Sidmas

By Stacey

 Graphics and background by Stacey and Jo from LibrisCrowe

‘Twas the night before Sidmas, and all through the day

Not a member was stirring, not even to play!

Jo was out shoppin’, no doubt for the Horde

While Bridgid and Jack were anything but bored.

And I at my laptop, wonderin’ what next to write

Some story ‘bout Ben maybe, or one with Bud White?

Then there on my doorstep there came such a noise

I raced to find out if it was one of my boys!

I undid the lock and flung open the door

in hopes that dear Santa was more than just lore.

And what to my wondering eyes should appear?

But a man dressed in purple sittin’ atop a reindeer.

He jumped onto my porch and flashed me a grin,

Then said, “Hello, sweetheart! Won’t you let me come in?”

I knew that I shouldn’t- I should have just hid-

I’d heard stories of him, the one they call Sid.

But his eyes were both twinklin’, and I was feeling quite bold

So I stepped out of his way, and in he did stroll.

A large purple bag was flung over his back

It moaned and it wiggled, and then it said, “Ack!”

With a wink of his eye and the slight of a smile

He untied his load as he hummed all the while.

Then onto my floor, out tumbled two men,

One dressed as a general and the one they call Ben.

Then Sid pulled out a list and tilted his head

He turned on the men, and here’s what he said:

“Out Max! Out Ben! You’ve been naughty, not nice!

I warned you this would happen - not once, but now twice!”

Then he picked them each up and walked into the hall

With a wave of his hand, stuffed each man in a ball.

He giggled and danced ‘round the room with such glee

Then took each of the balls and hung them up on my tree!

“Let that be a lesson, for committing such crime

I’m both your judge and your jury, and now you’ll do time.

You’ll hang on this tree-top, you’ll stay here each day

While I have my fun and continue to play.” 

Then Sid took me aside and he giggled once more

He licked at my cheek then made his way out the door.

I watched as he left, and I thought heard him say,

“Merry Sidmas to all! And to me a fun day!”