Snape had been caught by this tiny Mod daughter
Who'd got out of bed for a cup of cold water.
She stared at Snape and said, "Santy Claus, why,
"Why are you taking our Chirstmas tree? WHY?"
But you know, that old snape was so smart and so slick
He thought up a lie, and he thought it up quick!
"Why my sweet tot," the fake santy claus lied,
"There's a light on this tree that won't light on one side.
"So I'm taking it home to my workshop, my dear.
"I'll fix it up there. Then I'll bring it back here!"
And his fib fooled the child. Then he patter her head
And he got her a drink and he sent her to bed.
And when Evenstar went to bed with her cup,
HE went to the chimney and stuffed the tree up!
Then the last thing he took
Was the log for the fire!
Then he went up the chimney, himself, the old liar.
On their walls he left nothing but hooks and some wire.
And the one speck of food
That he left in the house
Was a crumb that was even too small for a mouse.
Then he did the same thing
To the other Mod's houses
Much too small
For the other Mod's mouses!
It was quarter past dawn...
All the mods, still a-bed,
Catching up on their sleep,
When he packed up his sled,
Packed it up with their ban sticks! The ribbons! The wrappings!
The tags! And the tacos! The trimmings! the trappings!
Three thousand feet up! Up the side of Mt. Crumpit,
He rode with his load to the tiptop to dump it!
"Ha-Ha to the Mods!" He was snape-ish-ly humming
"They're finding out now that no Christmas is coming!
"They're just waking up! I know just what they'll do!
"Their mouths will hang open a minute or two
"Then the Mods down in Mod-ville will all cry BOO-HOO!"
"That's a noise," grinned sir Snape,
"That I simply MUST hear!"
So he paused. And Severus put his hand to his ear.
And he did hear a sound rising over the snow.
It started in low. Then it started to grow...
But the sound wasn't sad!
Why this sound sounded merry!
It couldn't be so!
But it WAS merry! VERY!
He started down at Mod-ville!
Snape popped his eyes!
Then he shook!
What he saw was a shocking surprise!
Every Mod down in Mod-ville, the tall and the small,
Was singing! Without any presents at all!
He HADN'T stopped Christmas from coming!
Somehow or other, it came just the same!
And Snapers, with his snape-feet ice-cold in the snow,
Stood puzzling and puzzling: "How could it be so?
"It came without tacos! It came without tags!
"It came without ban-sticks, boxes or bags!"
And he puzzled three hours, till his puzzler was sore.
Then snape thought of something he hadn't before!
"Maybe Christmas" he thought, "doesn't come from a store.
"Maybe Christmas... perhaps... means a little bit more!"
And what happened then...?
Well... in Mod-ville they say
That Snape's small heart
Grew three sizes that day!
And the minute his heart didn't feel quite so tight,
He whizzed with his load through the bright morning light
And he brought back the toys! And the food for the feast!
Severus Snape carved the roast beast!
Special thanks to Dr. Seuss(who actually had no part in this at all. None.), Vivi for being wonderful, admin and Snape for nothing, and Evenstar for everything.