The mice collected nuts and seeds
To cater for their winter needs.
It was a perfect place to stay,
A stable where a manger lay.
Warm, safe and cosy, room to spare
Nothing to disturb them there.
The rodent choir sang joyous sweet,
The mice enthralled enjoyed the treat.
A robin sang, and bells were pealing,
Monty’s eyes rose to the ceiling.
High above the owl was sitting,
Eyes half closed and as was fitting
At this time of peace to all
Had taken time to pay a call.
On silent wings he soared away
Whilst hooting Happy Christmas Day.