In the Beginning
I’WAS the night before Christmas
at the start of this poem
The Gypsy King’s family was happy at home
Tyson sat next to his children and missus
Full of good cheer and giving out kisses
There was happiness, laughter, contentment, and love
Then came a crash on the roof up above
Followed by moaning and groaning … “Oh, my!
I’ve broken my leg,” they heard Santa Claus cry.
Tyson brought Santa Claus down from the roof.
“Oh, what a blunder! Oh, what a goof!
Oh, what a mess,” Santa Claus
