In celebration of the holiday season, and just for fun, here is a parody I found on the Internet that puts a Florida spin to the classic A Visit from St. Nicholas — more popularly known as The Night Before Christmas (Thank you to Clement C. Moore for his wonderful poem.)
T’was the night before Christmas, and all through the town, no noses were frozen, no snow fluttered down. No children in flannels were tucked into bed; they all wore shorty pajamas instead! To find wreaths of holly was not very hard, for holly trees grow in every back yard.
In front of the house were Daddy and Mom, decorating the crotons and coconut palms. The sleeping kiddies were dreaming with glee, hoping to find water skis ‘neath the tree.
They all knew that Santa was well on his way, in a red and white Mustang, instead of a sleigh. He whizzed up the highway and zoomed up the road, in a snappy convertible, delivering his load.
As soon as he arrived and started his work, he hadn’t a moment to linger or shirk. As he jumped from his car, he gave a deep chuckle; he was dressed in Bermudas with an Ivy League Buckle.
There were very few chimneys, but that caused no gloom, for Santa came in through the Florida Room. He stopped at each house - stayed only a minute, empting his bag of the toys that were in it.
Before he departed, he treated himself, to a glass of fresh orange juice that was left on the shelf. He turned with a bounce and jumped in his car, remembering he still had to go very far.
Turning the key, he lit up the dash, and up Interstate 4 he went like a flash. But we heard him exclaim as he went on his way, “Merry Christmas y’all, I wish I could stay.”
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