Night Before Christmas In Aussie Land

18 Dec

Night Before Christmas in Aussie land

‘Twas the night before Christmas; there wasn’t a sound.
Not a possum was stirring; no-one was around.
We’d left on the table some tucker and beer,
Hoping that Santa Claus soon would be here;
We children were snuggled up safe in our beds,
While dreams of pavlova danced ’round in our heads;
And Mum in her nightie, and Dad in his shorts,
Had just settled down to watch TV sports.
When outside the house a mad ruckus arose;
Loud squeaking and banging woke us from our doze.
We ran to the screen door, peeked cautiously out,
Snuck onto the deck, then let out a shout.
Guess what had woken us up from our snooze,
But a rusty old Ute pulled by eight mighty kangaroos.
The cheerful man driving was giggling with glee,
And we both knew at once who this plump bloke must be.
Now, I’m telling the truth it’s all dinki-di,
Those eight kangaroos fairly soared through the sky.
Santa leaned out the window to pull at the reins,
And encouraged the ‘roos, by calling their names.
Now, Kylie! Now, Kirsty! Now, Shazza and Shane!
On Kipper! On, Skipper! On, Bazza and Wayne!
Park up on that water tank. Grab a quick drink,
I’ll scoot down the gum tree. Be back in a wink!’
So up to the tank those eight kangaroos flew,
With the Ute full of toys, and Santa Claus too.
He slid down the gum tree and jumped to the ground,
Then in through the window he sprang with a bound.
He had bright sunburned cheeks and a milky white beard.
A jolly old joker was how he appeared.
He wore red stubby shorts and old thongs on his feet,
And a hat of deep crimson as shade from the heat.
His eyes – bright as opals – Oh! How they twinkled!
And, like a goanna, his skin was quite wrinkled!
His shirt was stretched over a round bulging belly
Which shook when he moved, like a plate full of jelly.
A fat stack of prezzies he flung from his back,
And he looked like a swaggie unfastening his pack.
He spoke not a word, but bent down on one knee,
To position our goodies beneath the yule tree.
Surfboard and footy-ball shapes for us two.
And for Dad, tongs to use on the new barbeque.
A mysterious package he left for our Mum,
Then he turned and he winked and he held up his thumb;
He strolled out on deck and his ‘roos came on cue;
Flung his sack in the back and prepared to shoot through.
He bellowed out loud as they swooped past the gates-
MERRY CHRISTMAS to all, and goodonya, MATES!’


Posted by on December 18, 2011 in Uncategorized


20 responses to “Night Before Christmas In Aussie Land

  1. natswans

    December 20, 2011 at 12:40 pm

    Great I loved this little poem . Hope you and your Family have a Lovely Christmas. 🙂 Hugs

    • The Emu

      December 20, 2011 at 10:06 pm

      An old Aussie Christmas poem thats been around for years
      Glad you enjoyed it.

  2. mahlaqa

    December 20, 2011 at 11:42 am

    hey Ian… it is such a cool poem man.. i wana see mr. santa too 😦 tell him to come see me as well 🙂 i want a bag full of dreams with wings 🙂

    • The Emu

      December 20, 2011 at 10:01 pm

      Hi my friend , hope you are well and enjoying the festive season
      Santa always does Australia before your country so will tell him
      to make sure he calls into your place with a big bag full of dreams on wings for you

  3. thelightningphoenix

    December 19, 2011 at 6:26 pm

    HAPPY HOLIDAYS… Merry Christmas & Happy Holiday to your & yours,
    from one hot old bird to another another aging Aussie 🙂

    • The Emu

      December 20, 2011 at 2:12 am

      Greetings my friend and thank you for visiting my space
      Merry Christmas and happy new year to you and your family
      Looking forward to visiting your space
      Cheers from Emu in Mildura

  4. Rosemary Monteith

    December 18, 2011 at 6:04 pm

    Love this Ian, do i have your permission to re post, on a private group page, giving you copy write acknowledgement

    • The Emu

      December 18, 2011 at 9:21 pm

      I just found it on the google and it has no copyright
      so reckon anyone can use it as an Aussie tale or story Rosemary

  5. cat.

    December 18, 2011 at 3:49 pm

    Have question for you, Ian: “What is an Ute?” Hope it’s nothing bad, because that one of my given names. Ute is a nordic name for a female and means Mother. 🙂 Love, cat.

    • The Emu

      December 18, 2011 at 9:16 pm

      Hi Cat , sometimes I forget when writing and our Aussie slang
      A Ute here is a Utility truck , much like a Pickup
      I just remembered that Ute is as you say a Nordic word
      This link will show you an Aussie Ute

  6. prenin

    December 18, 2011 at 1:12 pm

    Merry Christmas to you too Ian and Ana!!! 🙂

    God Bless!


    • The Emu

      December 18, 2011 at 8:41 pm

      A great Christmas to you too mate

  7. Sue Dreamwalker

    December 18, 2011 at 11:31 am

    Loved this new take on the Night Before Christmas Emu…

    Wishing you all a great Christmas down-under.. And thank you for making my Sunday a great start with a smile on my face and a giggle in my heart..
    Merry Christmas..

    • The Emu

      December 18, 2011 at 8:23 pm

      Glad I was able to help you start the day with a smile Sue
      Have a great pre Christmas week Sue

  8. kate58

    December 18, 2011 at 8:41 am

    Feckin’ brilliant! 😀

    • The Emu

      December 18, 2011 at 10:25 am

      Hi Princess , glad you enjoyed our bit of Aussie Christmas fun
      Wishing you a great season

  9. suemacarthur

    December 18, 2011 at 7:28 am

    Merry Christmas to you and Ana my friend and i hope the New Year bring you nothing
    but the very best
    Take care

    • The Emu

      December 18, 2011 at 7:58 am

      Thanks Sue and wishing you and Ross a great Christmas , hope your mum is improving
      Cheers girl
      Ian aka Emu
      One other thing Sue , is Tracy on wordpress now or have I got someone else in there , was long interesting blog if it is her and dont know if all is well in her world , also I seem to have lost Mark around the traps so if ya speak to him give him my regards

      • suemacarthur

        December 19, 2011 at 1:15 pm

        Ian it is Tracy, i think she got blogger too
        will send you Mark email address
        Take care

        • The Emu

          December 20, 2011 at 2:14 am

          Thanks Sue , thought it was Tracy but she seems to have gone quiet
          hope all is okay with her and Craig up in Brissy , normally she has a lot to say
          but seems very quiet


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