Twas the night before Christmas and all through the villa
Not a creature was stirring except my bro Abdullah
The sandals were hung by the space heater with care
In hopes that Kareem Claus would soon be there
The children were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of Falafells danced in their heads
I in my thobe and Mamma in her abaya
Had just fallen asleep by the imaginary fire
When out in the yard there arose a great matter
I sprang from the bed to see if a Filipino was causing the clatter
Away to the window I flew like a flash
Tore open the mini blinds threw up the sash
I fell forward and chipped my tooth and the enamels
But then I saw a sleigh and 8 tiny camels
With a tiny little driver smelling so good and clean
I knew in a moment it must be St. Kareem
Now Ahmad, Now Hassan, Now Ibrahim, Now Amir,
On Jamal, On Khalil, On Omar, On Yassir
To the top of villa, to the top of restraining wall
Now dash away, dash away, dash away all
And then in twinkiling I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each camel hoof
Down through the maid’s quarters Kareem Claus came with a bound
He must have had lots of arabic coffee cause his feet didn’t hit the ground
He was dressed all in camel fur from his head to his foot
And his thobe wasn’t tarnished with ashes and soot
His eyes how they twinkled his dimples did glisten
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like persimmon
And the thickness under his nose with a big mustache
And beard of his chin was black like the ash
He had a thin face and no real belly
He must have taken a bath because he wasn’t so smelly
He was thin, and skinny a right jolly old muslim
I laughed when I saw him it wasn’t a whim
With a glare from his eye and a swivel of his head
Soon let me know that I hand nothing to dread
He spoke not a word but went straight to his work
And filled all the sandals then turned with a jerk
And laying a finger on the side of nose
And giving a nod and through the maid’s quarters he rose
He sauntered to his sleigh getting ready to split
And his camels got ready to fly after a good spit
I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight
Eid Mubarak, Happy Christmas, Happy Hannukah, and Feliz Navidad and to all a good night….
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