Christmas EyeballsAn Aunt Gram Story
Christmas 2008
Christmas was comingIn a day or two,
The toys were not ready.What to do? What to do?
Elves were in a tizzyWorking ‘round the clock,While the famous “List”
Sat under a rock.
Who would help checkThe Naughty/Nice List?
Who would make certainThat no one was missed?
The elves strained their brainsTo think of a plan.
Then in a flash One screamed “I can!”
You can do what?They all wanted to know.“Get Christmas helpersSo the sleigh can go.”
Listen to my plan—
Another pair of eyes,
Squirreled away
Behind a disguise.
Eyes see things
Hidden from view,
Big blue bug eyes
Stare right through.
Eyes could be sleeping
Or deep in thought,
Or maybe just hoping
Not to get caught!
To be Santa’s helper
You must be alert,
You must climb stairs
And wear a shirt.
The best way to see,
As everyone knows-
Squench your eyes
And crinkle your nose!
Some take it all in—
No detail missed.
Others drink dog water
And want to be kissed.
Children may be found
Making angels in the snow,
Or wearing a turban
And putting on a show.
Naughty/nice children
Are regular folks.
They chase lizards
And pet baby goats.
Should we watch dogs?
What about those?
What about him
And his squishy nose?
What about pirates
Or computer nerds?
Naughty or nice?
Or just strange birds?
He’s up to something,That look means
trouble.
She’s wide openAnd ready to rumble.
Are you naughty or nice
If you’re a boo pie like me?
What about pollywogs?
I think there are 3.
Look high and lowAnd straight ahead.Naughty childrenWon’t be in bed.
Let’s be direct—
Santa’s a good fellow.
He doesn’t care
If your nose is yellow.
What if we’re naughtyOnce in a while?Hmmm, said the elf,And then he smiled.
All are naughtyEvery now and then.Say you’re sorryAnd begin again.
If eyes are indeed
The window to the soul,
What do you reckon
These have foretold?
Those extra eyeballsGot the job done,
Names were checked twice,Each and every one.
The sleigh was ready
To deliver toys
To beautiful baby girls
And silly little boys!