It was 11 o'clock on Christmas eve
Everyone was heading to bed
When all of the sudden someone said
"do you hear that"
Here what we said
"the noise it's sounds like bells overhead"
We ignored them and continued our ways
As we do everyday
All of us except little mike
Who heard the bells and the like
So he crept downstairs
Because no one seems to care
When all of the sudden he heard it again
It's Santa it must be him
So little mike hid under the tree
So he could get a look at Santa, just one look and then he'd believe
So for the rest of the night
Laid under the tree
Until he heard footsteps so he took a knee
"it was Santa I knew it was him
All of the bells all of them"
So when Mike peeked from the tree he got a little shock
To see Santa laying down the presents all across
He got up you see
To get a closer look
But as soon as he go to near
Santa vanished , disappeared
Mike was confused as most people would be as he appeared then vanished like a magician but with no smoke and mirrors
So mike laid amongst the presents
And nobody noticed till the morning not even the parents
But when he awoke the sun was bright
And he realized he had an interesting night
He went upstairs to his mom and dad
To tell about the adventure he had
No one believed his story
Not a single family member not even Cory
But when Mike opened his present
It was a letter with a picture of Santa
Saying "Mike next year i'll stay a little longer I mean it I am sincere."
So for years after
Mike stayed awake
To have the meet and greet that he wanted to capture
But to his disappointment
Santa never came to his appointment....
That is until
One night little mike jr
Screamed with fright
Exclaiming "it's him he's real"
So Mike walked down the stairs and sure enough he was there
Alive in the flesh like he remembered that long time ago in December
"I told you I'd be back Mike,
Sorry it took so many nights"
And like that he was gone
Just as light was breaking dawn
Overhead he heard bells
And someone yell merry Christmas to all and to all.... Well a good morning