Twas the night before Christmas, in the C&C house
All were asleep, ‘cept C’s lovely spouse.

The stockings were hung by the fireplace with care,
though they’d already opened some presents from there.

The Fizzy was nestled all snug on the bed,
(not even trying to eat the hair on C’s head.)

C had awoken from her Christmas Eve sleep,
While the other C tried to stay slumbering deep.

When out our bedroom window there came a sound mighty cool,
C knew she just had to wake up her snorring fool.

“Listen, my sweet; there’s an owl outside,”
and both of them listend with smiles most wide.

For out in the trees they heard the wise bird “who”,
And then, how cool, not just one bird, but two.

One couple conversed, while another lay in bed.
Then C, with a twinkle, very seriously, said

“That’s the Christmas Owl outside our window.”
“The Christmas Owl? How do you know?”

He paused for effect, his eyes all a glow,
“Don’t you hear it calling? Ho Ho. Ho Ho. Ho Ho.

Silence there was. Then giggles and a groan.
“Christmas Owl.” C said in an exasperated tone.

“I can’t believe you said that,” she said
And with a small giggle, she lay down her head.

Outside the window, the Christmas Owls continued their call,
“Ho Ho. Ho Ho. Ho Ho. Merry Christmas to all.”