Christmas Crime

Sadie woke to sleigh bells on the roof,
the winter witch had cast a spell of ice,
she hoped this year that she would get some proof,
at least a slipping reindeer's dangled hoof.

Outside her room she met the smallest mouse,
who kept some cheese in the sides of his mouth
Listen! she said with the loudest of shouts
but the mouse had no time, he was on his way out.

As she stepped on the stair, she met a Brown Bear,
who lived in the cupboard just under the stairs.
Can't you hear that sound? banging around,
climbing back up all covered in soot ?
But the bear just frowned and turned around.

On reaching the hall she decided to call
on the dog that guarded the door,
I know ! she said, to a blood hound called Fred
there'll be presents laid out on the floor,
one for you and the rest for me,
come on boy lets go and see.
The dog barked and chased his tail
then followed the pine scent of Sadie's trail.

She entered the lounge and looked around
but the presents where nowhere to be found.
A window was smashed by a trampled tree
oh dear me, where ever can they be?

Well my young lady said Fred the hound dog
in my professional opinion it was an outside job.
I'm afraid to say this year will be sparse,
no presents from Santa or festive cards,
because thieves have left us with nowt, nada, zip,
oh please don't cry put away that big lip.

Christmas morning was quite a kerfuffle
but sat in the quiet Sadie heard a shuffle.
The mouse had wrapped up his last piece of cheese
and the Bear held her tight with his best biggest squeeze.
The family played games all day long,
Dad played guitar and sang some old songs,
grumpy George at number thirty
even gave them some cold cuts of turkey,
yes it was true, Christmas was quirky.

But at the end of the day, in bed tucked up tight,
when Mum asked Sadie if she'd been alright,
she thought of the things that they'd all done together
and whispered to mum "it was the best Christmas ever"