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Christmas Eve at More Space Place

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the home
Not a sound was heard, not even a phone;
The presents were nestled under the tree,
But everyone hoped that Santa would leave more to see;

The children were nestled all snug in their Murphy Beds,
While visions of custom closets danced in their heads;
And Mom with her More Space Place pillow, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter’s nap,

When out in the guest room there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Down the hallway I flew like a flash,
Rounded the corner and continued to dash.

The light from a faraway room began to glow,
And I started to see many objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a pair of boots, and red-nosed reindeer!

With a loud snore, so deep and so quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
Louder than thunder his snores they came,
And I swear I could hear Rudolph saying his name!

But what could this be, I thought to myself,
Surely he could not mistake my home for an elf’s.
Curiosity began filing my head,
And I peeked in to see Santa napping my Murphy Bed!

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys were resting nearby,
And he looked like baby that hadn’t yet opened his eyes.

Should I wake him? I pondered while rubbing my cap,
Or should I leave him and let him take a little nap?
Everyone deserves to sleep in Murphy Bed, I declared,
And I heard him stir as I started up the stairs.

Thank you my friend, I heard Santa say,
I’m going to put you back on the Nice list today!
You sleep like a king, that’s easy to see,
So what shall I give you? What shall it be?

Maybe a ruby chalice or an emerald mace?
I can’t beat what you’ve got from More Space Place!
Their products are sturdy and oh so comfy, too
I would trade spots with you tonight, it’s true.

Santa strapped on his boots for there was work to be done,
And Rudolph followed after him just like his son.
And I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight,