King Arthur Movie Tristan

Work is done for the year and I'm in the middle of my Christmas postings. Today, here's an old favourite from children's author, songwriter and poet Shel Silverstein. I first saw this one about ten years ago, and have always remembered it.

Christmas Dog
Shel Silverstein

Tonight’s my first night
as a watchdog,
And here it is Christmas
Eve.
The children are
sleeping all cozy
upstairs,
while I’m guardin’ the
stockin’s and tree.

What’s that now—

footsteps on the
rooftop?
Could it be a cat or a
mouse?
Who’s this down the
chimney?
A thief with a beard—
And a big sack for
robbin’ the house?

I’m barkin’, I’m
growlin’, I’m bitin’ his
butt.
He howls and jumps
back in his sleigh.
I scare his strange
horses, they leap in the
air.
I’ve frightened the
whole bunch away.

Now the house is all
peaceful and quiet
again.
The stockin’s are safe
as can be.
Won’t the kiddies be
glad when they wake up
tomorrow
And see how I’ve
guarded the tree.