Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the house
Not a creature was stirring
Except for the mouse
The mouse he was ready
So sure and so quick
Making ready his plans
For jolly old Saint Nick
It was a year to the day
Since Saint Nick brought a cat
The mouse once had a family
Santa had seen to that
With a flick of a whisker
And a slash of the claw
The cat had killed his family
His children, his ma and pa
Already a widower
The mouse had known despair
But as he held his dying children
Twas war, he would declare
Our dear friend the mouse
He was not not a slacker
As the reindeer touched down
Hit pressed thrice on the clacker
He had dealt with the family
He had dealt with the cat
Now their was only Saint Nicholas
And soon he would deal with that
The claymores exploded
Steel sleet filled the night
The reindeer lay there dying
It was a ghastly, gruesome sight
Old Saint Nick rose from his sleigh
And tumbled from the roof
The mouse greeted him, grinning
Saint Nick would learn the truth
Santa tried to crawl
His shattered legs did bleed
He begged the mouse for mercy
His cries the mouse didn't heed
His throat, the mouse slit open
With a long and pointy spear
He drew his trusty razor blade
And cut off Santa's ear
"My family is avenged!"
The mouse shouted with all his might
"Merry Christmas to all
And to all a good night!"