T’was the middle of Yetidays, and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a zombie mouse.
The free Coins were hung by the free Silver with care,
In hopes that St. Yeti soon would be there.
The game players were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of a free Vacation Quest danced in their heads.
And Sunflower in her ‘kerchief, and Squash in his cap,
Had just settled their brains for a long winter’s nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
Squash sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a kernel from a kernel-pult,
Tore open the shutters and threw open the bolt.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the luster of Bejeweled gems to objects below.
Then Squash saw a site that made his eyes go agog,
A miniature sleigh, and eight tiny Zuma frogs.
It had a monstrous old driver, so snowy and sweaty,
He knew in a moment it must be St. Yeti.
More rapid than Lex his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
“Now Noodles! now, Cuddles! Now, Hercules and Sally!
On, Eduardo! On, Jacques! On Pearl and Sophie!
To the top of the Facebook screen! To the top of the wall!
Now hop away! Hop away! Hop away all!”
And then, in a twinkling, Squash heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little webbed foot.
As Squash drew close wall-nut and a couple puff-shrooms,
Down the chimney St. Yeti came with a big boom.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his solitary hat tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of zombies he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a yeti searching for a midnight snack.
His eyes – how they stared! His dimples like trolls!
His cheeks were like dirt, his nose two empty holes!
His giant gaping mouth was dribbling with drool
And the beard of his chin was as grey as a ghoul.
The thorn from a cactus was tight in his teeth,
And a flower pot rim encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a white furry belly,
That shook when he gurgled, like a bowlful of jelly!
He was chubby and slow, a right smelly old zombie,
And Squash, when he saw him, called for the plant posse.
Then a wink of a Yeti eye and a twist of his head,
And for a second every plant was filled with deep dread.
But he ate not a brain, and went straight to his work,
Giving free Coins and Silver to all, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his remaining finger aside of his nose,
And lurching up, up the chimney he rose!
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him groan, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy Yetidays to all, and to all a good-night!”
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