Twas the Night Before Christmas,

Twas the night before Christmas, in the Wilson house.
The Hamster was stirring, it's okay he's not a mouse.
Everyone was tipsy, but the Wilson's didn't care.
No present was to be touched that night, so not fair!

The Nephew kept jumping and messing his bed.
Whilst Nanna snoozed in the chair, her belly well fed.
Everyone calm, no usual Wilson flap.
And soon it would be time for the Wilson's to nap.

Mum playing Santa, bringing the presents down with such a clatter.
But the Nephew was fast on, so it didn't matter.
Eating the Mince Pie left for Santa as quick as a flash.
Then up to bed the Wilson's did dash.

So tired and weary the Wilson's had grown.
Tomorrow would be a good day, that was well known.
They had left food outside for the 8 Reindeer.
Now it was time for them to sleep and wait for morning to appear.

As usual the Wilson's night sleep went very quick.
The Nephew woke the rest with a pinch and a flick.
One by one, down the stairs the Wilson's came.
And they sat with the bag  of gifts that stated their name.

The Wilson's spent the morning opening gifts and being merry.
Already Nanna had hit her bottle of sherry.
When they had done, to the kitchen mum flew.
To have bacon butties and egg ones too.

The nephew filling up the room with his toys.
Whilst his mum looked on saying boys will be boys!
Phone calls galore, and no time to sit down.
Yet never once did the Wilson's frown.

And soon it would be time for the Wilson's feast.
A turkey huge and round like a beast.
And so no one in the house had an empty belly.
Time for the Wilson's to flop and watch Tele.

Twas the night of Christmas in the Wilson house.
The hamster was stirring, but he's not a mouse.
Everyone was tipsy, but the Wilson's didn't care.
Soon their Christmas would be over, so not fair!