This is just a little poem I wrote from the original, "Twas the Night Before Christmas" by Clement Clark Moore. The people in our church are so friendly, funny, and such characters! I wrote this for our Christmas dinner this year, based on my church family. If you knew them, you would know
that Emma screams when she's startled. Sue is in charge of our nursery downstairs and can whip through changing diapers like nobody's business. Rita is the pastor's wife, Sam is a quiet, humorous man, Tony is about seven feet tall, and Mrs. Tucker is the sweetest 94 year old lady you could ever meet. So, welcome to my church, my church family, and my crazy mind!
Twas the night before Christmas,
the pastor preaching in the church house.
Not a creature was stirring,
until Emma screamed, "THERE'S A MOUSE!!"
The children were all nestled in the nursery with care,
Sue changing diapers, slinging them through the air.
When all of a sudden there was a commotion overhead,
She yelled, "Please be quiet! You could wake the dead!"
Never before had there been such a clatter,
as Rita jumped the pews yelling, "What's the matter!"
Sarah was trying to escape through the window sash,
as Rebekah fainted to the floor with a booming crash!
The mouse was so tiny, so lively, so quick.
Up and down the pews ran Sam with a stick.
And then, before our eyes, what should appear?
Tony running the aisles yelling, "Let's get outta here!"
The deacons, the trustees, they made such a gang
From his perch on the organ, Preacher called them by name.
"Come Bob, come Tim, come Thomas, come all!
Get me down from here before I fall!"
As the little mouse scurried, as sly as a fox,
Mrs. Tucker captured it in a tiny red box.
She turned and smiled and straightened her shawl,
She raised the box and said, "Merry Christmas to all!"
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