'Twas the night before Xmas @ 580B
The gift was the painting of the bedroom of Willy D.

Uncle Ed & Burns came as asked
To help c this very formidable task

Mike & JR were dressed in painters best
While visions of purple rooms put them to test

And Pat in her baseball cap and I in my overalls
Had just settled down to painting the walls

When out in the lane there arose such a clatter
Mike sprang from the floor to see what was the matter.

Away to the window he flew like a flash
Tore open the shutters & fell on his ash

The barking of the dogs & the sound in the lane
Soon told us our project was approaching fame.

When what our wondering eyes should sight
But a chevy V-8 in all its might.

With a little old driver so lively & speedy
I knew in a moment it must be Willy Deely

More rapid then eagles his children they came
He cursed & shouted & called them by name.

Damn it Chris, Damn it Pat, Damn it Mike & JR
You better tell me where the hell you are.

Little did he know that his brother Ed & Burns
Had been upstairs plastering & painting in turns

As hands that before a tantrum quake
My entire body started to shake

So down to the house Willy D. flew
With Dusty & Snoozer & his date, Nancy too

And then in a twinkle we heard on the stair
The steps of a lion returning to his lair

As J.R. drew in his breath & dreaded the sound
Willy D. caught sight of the room all around

He was dressed in a suit, his Xmas best
He'd been out to dinner, partying with the rest

A black coat he had flung on his back
And he looked like the Bel. preparing to attack.

His eyes how they glowered, his dimples how slack
His cheeks were all puffed, his nose out of whack.

His mean little mouth cursed about the smell
Even Burns and brother Ed who both meant well

He simmered & stewed & clenched his teeth
He stomped & stamped his size 11 feet

"My brushes are ruined" he screamed in defeat
"You dreamed up one helluva Xmas treat"

His response was so outrageous & off the shelf
That Pat almost laughed in spite of herself

A glare of his eye & a jerk of his head
Soon told her she had everything to dread

He spoke not a word but went straight to the wall
Then suddenly yelled "What the hell is this called?"

And placing his thumb in front of his nose
We all got the picture as everyone knows

He ran to his Chevy & to Nancy he called out
(At the time She didn't know he was such a lout)

And I heard him exclaim as they drove out of sight
"Those freakin kids drive me nuts, even on Xmas Eve Night.

 

        Chris Schroeder