Monster's Holiday

Before Christmas when all through the castle my monsters were having a you'll tide hassle The tree was all trimmed in ghoulish things like were wolfangs and vampire wings But they were up to no good Didn't act like good monsters They found themselves a new They planned Rob Santas' slave.

They were making a list and checking it twice. Frankenstein wanted to shine in new trite. A new chain for Yannush, a brace for Ego's back, a speed shaver for Wolfman, a new cape for drag.

They were up to no good. Didn't act like good monsters sure. They found themselves in new play. They planned to rob Santa's sleigh, but Mummy was to signal from the castle roof. Let the Peripa sound of a reindeer who was trying to slit down the chimney wall.

The zombies were to make off with sleighing ball. And from beyond the moat, there arose such a clatter. I jumped to the window to see what was the matter. Like a boat of lightning, it happened so quick.

There in our midst stood El St. Nick He began to dig down deep in his sack Came up with the traction for Eagle's back Track caught his cape, Frank his trite-grade NBA Even Wolfman was happy, now he can shame Hunter was really swell, his aunt was sad Maybe next year he'll come back

So the children everywhere were scared to creep, Of losing their presence to a monster's safety. Now the monsters love sountains, say their behavior, And never again rob slaves or graze. What do you think of sountana?

Merry Christmas to all, and to all the good life.