‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through Lamar
not a creature was stirring, not even a police car
The stockings were hung by the classroom walls with care
In hopes that St. Nicholas would soon be there.
The students were nestled all snug at their desks
While visions of friends and laughter danced through their heads
and the teachers at work, and Hagman at his desk
had dreamed themselves of a long Winter’s rest.
When out in the hallway arose such a clatter
I sprang from my desk to see what was the matter
Away to the door the students dashed like a flash
I looked through the door window and stepped aside the trash
It was the teachers shouting hooray at last
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
Mr. Hagman dressed as Santa Clause, with eight tiny plastic reindeer
With a middle-age driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment, the team had deer ticks
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
“Now, Davis! now, Miller! now, Howard and Watson!
On, Simmons! on, Hammon! on, Boyd and Quintana!
To the top of the roof! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!
As ungraded papers before the red pen, teachers were frantic
to get their grades in.
When all of a sudden the final bell sounded,
With holiday cheers the students all shouted.
As cars tore through the parking lot gates,
MERRY CHRISTMAS YA’LL, and may your holidays be great!