- Christmesstime comes to A Little to the Left
- ’Twas the night before Christmess, when all through the house,
- The creatures were stirring, the cat chased the mouse;
- The stockings that hung were all knocked askew,
- And the mog had loosed soot from the fireplace flue.
- The people were nestled all snug in their beds,
- While the chaos unfolded around resting heads:
- The cat scratched at sheets and tugged at loose threads,
- Paws clawed greetings cards and they tore them to shreds.
- The tree’s ornamented with delicate care,
- But the cat swiped at baubles till branches were bare;
- Jumbled and tumbled, all gifts lay a-mess,
- Their order, now lost, is anyone’s guess?
- Nutcrackers were cracked and the candy canes maimed,
- Snowglobes were shattered and pictures unframed,
- Wrappings unwrapped, the candles deflamed,
- Neatness, oh surely, could not be reclaimed.
- But hark! What is this? An angelic assistant,
- Reordering items so designs are consistent;
- An ethereal hand of body bereft,
- Moving things right and nudging them left.
- A Christmessy miracle! Five messes, all free,
- Delivered to you in the Daily Tidy;
- A Little to the Left, a smidge to the right,
- Merry Mess to you all, and to all a good-night.