Twas the week before christmas, and all through the house,
not a person was stirring, except pringle and a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
and hellbent was sleeping in his underwear.
The others were nestled all snug in their beds,
and Slapped ham visioned of rolling in mud in his head.
The dolan of course, was on the prowl,
outside in the cold, with nothing but a towel.
"There is no Saint Nick" he said "It's all mumbo jumbo!"
then he shook his head, which looked quite dumb-o.
"i'll be the world's smartest sleuth,
and with old saint nick, i'll bring nothing but the truth."
So he ran back inside, and grab his text books,
and he read through all pages, he looked, and he looked, and he looked.
"These things redundant, stupid and silly,
no man that size can fit down a chimney."
"And what if the house doesn't have one on,
he doesn't walk through the bloody door, COMMON!"
The dolan thought long and hard, for the evilest of plans,
"I know, i'll set a trap, and hunt down the fat man!"
The dolan crept around like that grinch, played by Jim Carrey,
but he was whiter and smoother, and certainly less hairy.
He managed to get a couple of spoons,
when who should wake up, but moji lewhoo.
"Mr dolan" he said "What are you doing this late
It's 3:00 in the morning for good sake"
The dolan had to make up a lie, and he had to do it quick,
The bestest of lies, that get's him out slick.
"Nothing" said the dolan "Just looking for food"
Moji just stared, his lies weren't that good.
"i know you're lying but i'm tired in the head,
so i'll leave you know, and go to bed instead"
So the dolan gave her a drink, and patted her head,
then sent Moji lewoo straight to bed.
"I only got 7 days till i construct this trap"
said the Dolan, whose plans were always crap.
Twas a night before christmas, dolan hanged in his basement,
His trap was almost complete, and had made the final arrangement.
"I've done it!" Said the dolan "I have constructed my plan,
