Twas the Night Before Christmas Active Rain Style
Twas the Night Before Christmas and all Through the House,
Not a Creature Was Stirring, only Brenda and her Mouse.
The stockings were hung and Brenda firm in her Chair,
In hopes that a blog post for AR will soon be there.
The Children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Key Words danced in my head.
I in my kerchief and he in his cap,
Dad, tired of me posting went to go take his nap.
When out on the lawn, there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my desk, well sorta...I am fatter.
Away to the Window, I Flew Like a Flash,
Cuz I tripped over my cord, fell and tore the sash.
The Moon on the Breast of the New Fallen Snow...
I'm just Kidding, This is Texas...There is no Snow.
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 was like No Way, it Can't be ST Nick!
More Rapid than Eagles, his coursers they came,
And I thought to Myself, Why am I talking so lame?
I heard now Dasher, Now Dancer, Now Prancer and Vixen
On Commet, on Cupid, on Donner and Blitzen
To the Top of the Porch, To the Top of the Wall,
I grabbed my Camera, so I could Capture it all.
And then in a Twinkling, I heard on my Roof,
The Prancing and Pawing of each Tiny Hoof.
As I pondered and worried how He Would Get Down,
Santa came Through My Front Door in One Single Bound.
He was all dressed in fur from His Head to his Feet
I figured, God He Must be Hot, He's in the good ole Texas Heat.
A Bundle of Toys He Had on His Back,
And I whooped out my iPhone as He opened His Pack.
His Eyes How they Twinkled! His Dimples..How Merry
And I thought My Next Feature, Can't Miss This, Can't Tarry!
His Droll little Mouth was Drawn Up in a Bow,
How to write this for consumers, this I must Know.
He was Chubby and Plump, a Right Jolly Old Elf,
But I kept writing in Spite of Myself.
A Wink of His Eye and a Twist of His Head,
Soon Gave Me to Know, I Had Nothing to Dread.
He Spoke not a Word, but I went Straight to Work,
Writing my blog post, my Video...What a Christmas Perk!
And laying his Finger aside of his Nose, and giving a Nod
I envisioned my Active Rain stats as they Rose.
He Sprang to His Sleigh, to His Team Gave a Whistle,
And Away They all Flew, Like the Down of a Thistles.
But I Heard Him Exclaim as He Drove Out of Site,
Good Luck on Your Feature Brenda,
Merry Christmas and Good Night!!