Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the shack
The creatures were stirring, the skeletons clack
They hung out their bones (and stockings) with care
In anticipation for St. Nick, who soon would be there
The monsters got settled beneath all their beds
With visions of Hallowe'en still fresh in their heads
This Christmas, they thought, full to the brim with delight
This Christmas, we'll finally fill Santa with fright
They barely had time to set out a large pumpkin pie
Before Santa and his reindeer repelled from the sky