She ran down the stairs in a frenzy,
But there were no presents under the tree.
They were hidden from the kids but,
she screamed like a dying hyena.
She looked as if the was an ogre.
The tree shook in fear and,
She boomed all over the house.
Her parents rushed, yet she was not found.
Neither, in the room, or in the kitchen,
For, as the night ended,
She was found in the bathroom.
Blood dripped from her forehead so,
They ran in and patched her up.
And in the end it was a great night.