A Festive Folly: Twas The Night Before Christmas – With a Comical Twist!

Welcome to 1LovePoems, where we have a collection of funny Christmas poems that will make you jolly! You’ll find a range of humorous rhymes about Santa, presents, and all things festive. So, grab some eggnog and start scrolling! But first, let us kickstart your laughter with our rendition of “Twas the Night Before Christmas”.

Short Poems

1. “Santa’s Sleigh”
Santa’s sleigh is full of toys,
He’s coming for all the girls and boys,
Rudolph leads the way with his nose so bright,
Santa and his reindeer take flight tonight.

2. “Christmas Treats”
Candies, cookies, and cakes galore,
Sprinkles, frosting, and so much more,
Sweets are everywhere to be seen,
No one can resist the Christmas treat scene.

3. “Gift Wrap Fiasco”
Tape, scissors, paper, and bows,
Wrapping presents is how time goes,
But the paper rips and the tape won’t stick,
Wrapping gifts can be such a tricky business.

4. “After the Party”
The house is quiet, the guests have gone,
The Christmas party was such a fun,
The music played, the laughter rang,
And now it’s time for a peaceful silent night.

Medium Poems

Christmas Joy
Oh joyful Christmas, how we love thee
Your laughter and cheer set our hearts free
Tinsel and lights, the smell of pine
Bring back memories of old and new times

Carols sung and presents wrapped
The fireplace lit, our spirits apt
Hot cocoa and cookies, a feast so grand
We’ll put on some weight, but we’ll still stand

Family and friends gather around
Each gift exchanged, a treasure found
Love and peace, a feeling so warm
Embrace the moment, for it will transform

May the magic of Christmas never fade
And the joy it brings, never bade
Merry Christmas to one and all
Let’s celebrate this day so we will recall

Twas The Night Before
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house
The children are stirring, as quiet as a mouse
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that Saint Nicholas soon would be there

The tree was adorned with lights and ornaments
Giving the room such a festive enchantment
While Mama in her kerchief, and I in my cap
Settled into our beds for a long winter’s nap

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter
To my surprise, I saw a sleigh and eight reindeer
Led by a man in red, without any fear

With a wink of his eye and a nod of his head
He landed his sleigh and then he said
Merry Christmas to all and to all a goodnight
As he flew away, we basked in the magical light

And so ends the tale of Christmas Eve
A night of wonder and joy, we believe
May this day be filled with happiness and delight
As we celebrate Christ’s birth on this holy night.

Long Poems

The Misadventures of Santa Claus

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
Santa Claus was feeling quite jolly and merry
As he loaded up his sleigh with gifts and a cherry

He took off into the sky with a smile on his face
But little did he know, it would turn into a race
The reindeer were acting quite odd
And poor Santa Claus fell off the back like a clumsy sod

He trudged through the snow, trying to find his way
But soon he realized, he was completely astray
He stumbled upon a cabin in the middle of nowhere
And decided to go in, for he had no other where

Inside he met a woman, who looked quite fine
And he decided to ask her for a glass of wine
She obliged and they sat down by the fire
But Santa had no idea, things were about to get dire

The woman’s husband soon walked in the room
And Santa realized he was in quite a doom
The husband was angry and held a shotgun
And poor Santa Claus knew he had nowhere to run

But with a jolly laugh and a twinkle in his eye
Santa Claus managed to talk his way out of the bye
He handed over some presents and a big sack of toys
And before he knew it, he was off with the boys

The reindeer were still acting quite strange
But Santa didn’t see the need to rearrange
He took off into the sky with a laugh
And knew he had plenty of time for a bath

As he flew through the sky, he thought to himself
That this was the craziest night, without a doubt or a shelf
But seeing the children’s faces and their joy
Made it all worth it, oh boy!

The Yuletide Yarn

‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugarplums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long 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 on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:

“Now! Dasher, now! Dancer, now! Prancer and Vixen,
“On! Comet, on! Cupid, on! Donner and Blitzen;
“To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas 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 St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes—how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight—
“Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!”