‘Twas the night before Christmas and all were asleep,
Tucked under last minute prayers of a pool at their feet.
The ladders were hung by the poolside with care
In the hopes that a swimmer soon would be there.
The owners were nestled all snug on their pool toys
While visions of summer made them all splash for joy.
And Mama in her swimsuit and I in my swim cap
Had just settled down for a long floating nap.
When out on the lawn arose such a clatter
I sprang from the pool to see what was the matter.
Away to the tanning ledge I swam like a fish
Jumped out of the pool and made a big wish.
The sun on the breast of the gently moving water
Gave the luster of mid-day to make things even hotter.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer.
With a little old swimmer so lively and quick
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than dolphins his courses they came,
And he whistled and shouted and called them by name:
Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now, Prancer and Vixen!
On Comet, On Cupid, On Donner and Blitzen!
To the edge of the spa to the middle of the pool
Now swim away, swim away, swim like it’s cool.
As the dry leaves had gathered before the pool cover would close
They met with an obstacle right under their nose.
So up to the waterfall the reindeer they flew
With a sleigh full of pool toys and St. Nicholas, too.
And then in a twinkling I heard on the pool house roof
The prancing and pawing of each little reindeer hoof
As I drew in my head and was turning around
Down to the sun shelf St. Nick came with a bound
He was dressed all in swim gear from his head to his foot
And his clothes were tossed poolside, all covered in soot.
A bundle of pool toys was flung on his back
And he looked like a pool boy just opening his pack
His eyes how they tinkled, his dimples how merry
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow
And the beard of his chin was so wet as it glowed.
The stump of a snorkel he held tight in his teeth
And the bubbles encircled his head like a wreath
He had a tanned face and a round little belly
That shook when he belly flopped like a bowl full of jelly
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf
And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon led me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word but went straight to the edge
And cleaned all the skimmers and then bobbed to the ledge
And laying his fingers up to his nose
Ducked under water but then quickly arose.
He sprung to his sleigh and gave his team a whistle
And away they all swam, like a fiery missile.
But I heard him exclaim as they flew off in good measure
Merry Christmas to all and to all a Life of Leisure!