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'Twas the night before Christmas, and far out at sea
Our vessel was sailing, as smooth as could be The stockings were hung from the balcony chairs With hope that St. Nicholas soon would be there The children were nestled all snug in their uppers Having just settled down from a Christmas Eve supper And ma and myself, we were covered in aloe A bit too much sun, in a pool, warm and shallow When up in the sky, there arose such a clatter I leapt from my bed to see what was the matter To the sliding glass door, I flew like a flash Well, more like a saunter, and less like a dash And what to my skeptical eyes should appear But a great shiny sleigh, and eight flying reindeer They circled our ship, from starboard to port As the moon lit the driver, a jolly old sort Who called to his team, in a happy retort "Now Dasher, now Dancer," so on and so forth We raced through our cabin and into the hall To the very top deck, in time for us all To be awed by the sight of Old Santa's sleigh As he lightly touched down, by the midnight buffet With a bundle of goodies thrown over his back He rose in the air and dropped down the smokestack Santa went straight to work, and later we learned He found every child's cabin, from the bow to the stern Insides and oceanviews, balconies and suites Santa filled every stocking, with toys and with treats Until all his deliveries had been handled with care Then he noted he still had a minute to spare So he surfed the wave rider, with nary a fall While Dasher and Dancer scaled the rock-climbing wall And Prancer, who had always been fond of the cold Tried the ice-skating rink, a sight to behold And then with a whistle, Santa summoned his team And he bade us farewell, silent nights and sweet dreams And I heard him exclaim, as he flew out of view Merry Christmas to all, and to all, a good cruise.
Merry Christmas & Happy Holidays from Vacations To Go!
Written by Alan Fox, with appreciation and apologies to Clement Clarke Moore, author of 'Twas the Night Before Christmas. To forward this poem to someone who loves cruises, please click here. |