Merry Christmas Poem by annius cannon

Twas the night before Christmas
And all the little children are asleep
Mother is done roasting chestnuts
Little ones listening for jingle bells to ring
Cookies and milk are waiting for Santa
He is arriving, children stay asleep
He lands on the roof, with Rudolph as the leader
And starts his way down the chimney
He walks from the fireplace
Makes his way to the tree
Puts the presents under
And doesn't leave until he kisses the baby
All the little children
Dont know what Santa had brought
But in their little dreams they can hear Santa say
'Ho Ho Ho, Merry Christmas, and a happy evening to all'