Christmas in the South

It was the day before Christmas and I saw each tiny mouse

Sneaking around in the kitchen of my house

I looked to my wonder and all to my amaze

I saw my cat with both eyes in a glaze

It wasn't a moment as I stood very still

I watched these mice scurry and my cat's mouth fill

With one little  furry 

That didn't get away

He caught his Day Before Christmas, Dinner that Day.

I blocked up the hole where they came in from

And realized how silly of me and very dumb

To leave these cookies and milk on the stove top,

And forget all about my need, to be ready, 

To call a local cop!

...

And if you didn't have a chimney, 

Wouldn't you just wonder?

If that noise you heard, 

Really wasn't thunder?

Well maybe it would be my cat,

Knocking over this or that.

But I think I'll go to bed, and get these creepy worries 

Out of my head.

I really am not so sure, I want to see a fat bearded man in red.

It's always fun to see presents under the tree,

But with my income, they won't be from me!

So I am a little ungrateful you know, that there is no Santa and not even some snow,

So he couldn't come here, anyway.

After all he'd need snow to carry his sleigh.