’Twas the morning of Christmas and way before dawn
When Owen and Alex slipped slipper socks on.
They opened their door to the hall with a creak
And sharing a “shhhh”, downstairs started to sneak.
For both children knew, as they tiptoed along,
That what they were doing was really quite wrong.
Their mother and father most clearly had said
That Alex and Owen must both stay in bed
Until the sun finally started to rise
And parents were ready to open their eyes.
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