Santa and the Snowball Fight

It was Christmas Eve
And Santa was bored.
The toys were made,
All neatly wrapped up
And loaded into his sack.

There was nothing left to do now.
So Santa sat down, looked at his watch
And sighed a great big sigh.
It was eight o'clock.
There were four hours left.
What could he do until then?

Then, Santa had an idea,
"I know!" he said with glee,
"I'll go and visit my reindeers.
They'll be awfully pleased to see me!"

So Santa went away,
Trudging through the snow
To visit his beloved friends.
He searched and searched all over
But, try as he might,
He couldn't find them anywhere!
"Where on earth are they?"
Asked Santa, thinking aloud.

Then, he saw them up on a hill,
Having a snowball fight.
Rudolph had hit Blitzen in the antlers.
And as for Cupid...
... well, he was just being silly!

"That looks like fun!" said Santa
As he trudged up the hill.
He made a snowball of his own
And threw it at Comet's tail!

"Oi!" yelled Comet, "Who was that,
Throwing snowballs at my back?"
But, before Santa had time to reply,
A snowball had knocked off his hat!

"Ho ho ho!" laughed Santa with joy,
"This is so much fun!"
He made a snowball and aimed it
Right at Blitzen's back!

"Oh dear!" said Blitzen, "Who was that,
Throwing snowballs at my back?"
And Blitzen aimed his snowball
Right at Prancer's head!

Rudolph had made a snowball
And balanced it on his nose.
With a jerk of his head, Rudolph threw it
Up, up, up into the air.
He tried to hit it with his hind legs,
But it landed on Santa's nose instead!

Santa sneezed, "Atchoo! Atchoo!
I think I'm catching a cold!
But I must still deliver my gifts.
The children will be disappointed if I don't."

By midnight, Santa's nose
Was almost as red as Rudolph's.
"Oh dear." said Santa,
"I don't feel well at all!
But it's taught me a lesson
Never to forget my scarf again!"

And from that day on,
The children would know
The story of how Santa
Got his big red nose.

Nights Filled With Magic

Nights filled with magic

Light up the sky,

Dancing like rainbows

Upon sleepy eyes,

As fairies cast spells

Upon falling dreams,

Whispering softly

Upon the night breeze.

Mary and the Rainbows

Across the Sea of Dreams,

In a land far far away,

There lived a nymph called Mary,

Who loved to run and play.

She played with the moon

Danced with the stars,

And laughed at the leprechauns

Who drove golden cars.

Their workload was heavy,

Yet their hearts were light

As they drove along the road

In the bright moonlight,

Delivering gold to the rainbows

And blessing them on their way

Into the mystic night,

Where they would dance and play.

As she watched the scene below,

From the comfort of a tree,

Mary did a little dance –

her heart was filled with glee!

Yet, as she rushed into the forest,

She knew there was something wrong,

As the trees had started crying,

And fairies sang sad songs.

“What’s wrong?” asked the nymph,

“Where are my rainbow friends?”

“The King has captured them”

said a sad old fox,

“They’ll meet a sticky end.”

“Oh no they won’t!” said Mary,

Who’d made up her mind,

“I’m going to the castle.

I’ll get him from behind!”

Mary told the fox her plan,

But he shook his head

And looked at her sternly,

“There could be danger ahead.”

But, once Mary had made up her mind,

There was no turning back.

“OK then,” the old fox sighed,

“Just jump onto my back!”

So off they rode to the castle

At the top of the steepest hill –

where the King had cast an evil spell

That made the rainbows ill!

He’d thrown them in the dungeon

And fed them bread and butter –

but, no sooner had they eaten,

Than strange words they began to utter…

“What’s happening to us?” they asked,

“Why are we saying strange words?

Why have you captured us

And placed upon us a curse?”

“You’ll soon see.” said the King,

With an evil glint in his eye

As he cast a magic spell

And was gone in the blink of an eye.

Meanwhile, deep in the forest,

The moon and stars were shining

Upon the nymph and fox –

who, by now, was groaning!

“Oh why did I agree to do this?”

said Fox with a yawn,

“We’re not even there yet

And soon it will be dawn!”

On and on they rode,

Through the Forest of the Night,

Banishing the monsters

That lurked in the silvery moonlight.

They reached the castle at dawn.

“At last!” thought the fox,

“I can catch up on my sleep

When I’ve finished picking the locks.”

For the castle wasn’t protected

By a drawbridge or a moat,

In fact, there was no one there

Except Horace, the sleepy goat.

As Horace slept, Fox picked the locks.

Soon he and Mary were inside.

Quietly, they tiptoed away –

but they were in for a nasty surprise!

“Hmmm… with spider’s web and eye of newt…”

Said the King, who cast a spell

On Emily, his faithful pet snake –

and made them run like hell!

Down, down, down they ran,

‘Till they could run no more.

Poor Fox was so exhausted

That he collapsed by the dungeon door!

Mary used her magic

To pick the dungeon lock –

but when the rainbows saw her,

They got quite a shock!

“Don’t worry,” said Mary, “We’re friends.

We’ve come to take you home

To the Forest of the Night,

Where you can dance with gnomes.”

Mary woke the sleeping fox

And soon they were on their way

Back to the forest where the rainbows

Could dance in the light of day.

Bobby and the Dragon

In a land far far away,

There lived a unicorn called Bobby.

His friends thought he was strange,

As painting was his hobby.

While others liked to sing

And dance upon a dream,

Bobby liked to sit

And paint such beautiful scenes!

He painted scenes of silver,

He painted scenes of gold.

He’d sit there painting pictures

Until the day grew old.

He painted giant moonbeams

As they danced in the sky,

Bringing magic to the night

As sleeping children sighed.

He painted magic castles

Upon a sea of clouds

And the mermaids that

were singing

Upon the Shores of Sound.

He made hoof prints on the paper

In shades of brightest green.

It was the strangest sight

That his friends had ever seen!

While his friends danced in the trees

And played football with a peach,

Bobby painted elephants

A-sleeping on the beach!

But then, one night, it happened

While they danced upon a breeze.

They heard monsters howling –

just as a giant sneezed!

The giant stomped through the woods,

Angrily pushing trees aside.

“FEE FI FO FUM!” he roared,

“I’ll feast on unicorns tonight!”

At the sound of giant footsteps,

The unicorns took flight

As the monster in the shadows

Gave them such a fright!

But Bobby was too quick for him.

He picked up his brush once more

And painted a mighty dragon –

with an even mightier roar!

The dragon chased the giant away

With his mighty roar –

but soon, he was gasping for breath

As he sank to the woodland floor.

“Please send me back to bed.”

said the dragon, who was ill,

“I’ve got chicken pox, you see.

I need to take my pills.”

“Don’t worry,” said Bobby,

“We’ll find a bed for you.

You can stay at our castle

And sleep the whole day through.”

“Oh thank you!” said the dragon,

Whose voice was filled with glee,

“Can I sleep all day long

And eat jam tarts for tea?”

“Of course you can!” said Bobby,

As the others gathered round

To cheer on Bobby and the dragon –

who'd really done them proud!

They flew back to the castle,

To put the dragon to bed

And eat a hearty breakfast

Of tea with jam and bread.

© Lynnie 2011