Elves On The Shelf

The night before Christmas 
I slaved all day
Just to leave a special treat
Of some goodies on the shelf

I made my Great Uncle Phat's
Dreamy Cream Puffs
Loaded with spiced Rum
From the cask on the shelf

Hoping Santa would leave one for myself
Or maybe something else
I was preparing for a glance
To see Santa but not by chance

Even though my Aunt insisted
The Rum was bound to cause mischief
I still persisted, this is my big chance
I had a right to get a glance

The plate of Dreamy Cream Puffs
Sure did look real nice
Laced with powdered sugar
To hide the Rummed spice

I went to bed in anticipation
But woke up to an Elf invasion
They were having a celebration
Of Christmas Past!

After a gleam in his eye
A little Elf jumped off the shelf
And poured more spiced Rum
For the other Elves

About then Aunt Eleanor woke up 
In a perturbation
And gave a startled scream
"Oh what a scene!"

I remembered earlier that day
The wise words she had to say
"It's certain to cause mischief"
And here was the proof:

Passed out in a corner
With the remains of a Dream Puff
Laying on his shoulder
Was Santa himself!

So it's no big surprise
Christmas was delayed this time
I had not been very wise
Because Santa was immobilized