Oy to the World!

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature stirred (except for maybe in the garage), not even a mouse;
The menorahs were already put away with care,
Yet hopes that Hanukah Harry soon would reappear;
The children watched late night TV, all snug in their beds,
While visions of Iphone apps danced in their heads;
And mama in her jammies, and I with dogs on my lap,
Had just settled down for a cold and damp winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon reflecting on the ocean down below
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects, you know,
When,  my wondering eyes gave me a start,
For there were three donkeys pulling a cart,
With a little old driver, bent and wary,
I knew in a moment it must be Hanukkah Harry.
And from Mt. Sinai his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, Moische! now, Herschel! now, Schlomo!
Oy!  This 8 night thing has got to go!"
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Oy to the world.  Oy to the World!"
So up to the house-top the donkeys they flew,
With the cart full of toys, and gelt, and dreidels too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney Harry came with a lot of sound.
He was dressed all in blue, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes smelled of latkes, despite all of the soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
With a 6 pointed star emblazening his sack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, after drinking too much sherry!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He filled all the stockings and did a quick hora,
next year, he thought, Hanukkah in Bora Bora;
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his cart, to his team gave a cough,
And with a few hee-haws, they were off.
On this gut yom tov, he exclaimed with much love,

"Happy Hanukkah to all, and to all Mazel Tov."