It's 11 o'clock on christmas eve
so I decide to sleep under the christmas tree
I want to catch a glimpse of this red suited chap
to see what presents he will pull out of his sack
before laying my sleeping bag under the pines
I put out a tray of cookies and some mulled wine

The fairy lights do slowly flicker
and from down here the tinsel looks much thicker
I can't see the angel on top
but she told me if she see's the feller she'll cough
it's a all night vigil you see
sleeping under the christmas tree


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris