I was home all alone, snug in my den.
When suddenly I heard, the sound like a hen.
Rushing to the door, to check out the noise.
I saw flying over, a sleigh full of toys.
A package was flung, with curious precision.
Which sliced through my snowman, with a knife like incision.
I waited indoors, until the reindeer were gone.
Then ventured outside, to check out my lawn.
The packages was smoldering, as if it were on fire.
I went off in search for something, to use as a plier.
I pulled off the ribbon, which was tied in a bow.
As the paper fell off, I could see a green glow.
It was warm to the touch, and hard as a rock.
Its radioactive! I thought with a shock.
I rushed off to find, my suit lined with lead.
Better I thought, to be safer then dead.
I carried the rod, inside with great care.
to place in the reactor, I had built in my stair.
Santa had brought, what I needed most.
Now it was ready, now I could boast.
I flicked on the switch, there wasn’t a spark.
The power was flowing, It did not go dark.
For on top of my house, in spectacular array.
Was the best set of lights, ever seen Christmas day.
