'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
People were being weird, well being themselves
Virgil was huddled in a small ball,
Scarred from a mistletoe kiss, face red and all
Then there was Logan, sitting alone,
Reading facts of Christmas origins
From his phone
Patton was baking
cookies galore
with sprinkles, chocolate chips and more
Roman was singing
Exploding with cheer
Sipping eggnog from a mug meant for beer
Thomas was smiling
A grin big and wide
Watching the chaos of all of his sides
The cookies were burnt, faces were red,
Logan was paranoid, Roman hit his head
When the night died down
Now just small chatter
Everyone smiled, nothing else mattered
Time ticked by, everyone smiled
Even Virgil was cheery and laughing for a while
Things died down, it was time for sleep
Snow began falling, Patton almost weeped
(Cause snow is uncommon in Florida)
"It's time for bed." Thomas stated,
Patton pouted, his mood deflated
Logan gave him a look, as he went to his room
Patton huffed, and claimed it was too soon.
"Dad," Virgil yawned, stretching a bit.
"If you don't go to bed, you get no gifts."
Patton gasped, face pale in fear
He dashed to his room, almost shedding a tear.
They all said good night, in there own way
And went off to bed, ending another day
The house was silent, the tree stood tall
Everyone slept with smiles, peaceful dreams for all.
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It's not an exact parody thing, but it's better than nothing.
Merry Christmas, happy holidays
Stay safe and enjoy your day
