Webkinz Night Before Christmas

‘Twas the night before Christmas,
When all through Kinzville,
Not a Webkinz was stirring,
The streets were all still.

The presents were wrapped,
Tied up with big bows,
While Molly’s twin cousins,
Stuffed peas up their nose.

Cowabelle and Roberta
Chatted on the phone,
While Molly quite wished,
To spend Christmas alone.

And Sparky gave Arte,
An excellent test,
And Stoogles tried on,
A new Christmas vest.

When up in the sky,
There was a bright streak of light,
A vision that lit up
The dark of the night!

Alex sprang to the window,
(Well, maybe not so fast,
His ankle was quite sore,
Though he hadn’t a cast).

He looked up in the sky,
And by the light of the moon,
He said “Go to bed!
SantaKinz has come too soon!”

So to bed went the Webkinz,
The old and the young,
The cookies were out,
And the stockings were hung,

And all that was left,
Was to wait and to snore,
To see what Christmas morning
Might have in store.

So from the Webkinz in bed,
To their friends on this night,
Merry Christmas to all,
May it be happy and bright.