Back on the 10th December, we shared OU Students Association President Cath Brown’s OU-inspired lyrics for ‘Fairytale of New York’. But that wasn’t the only Christmas classic that she OUified!
“A Visit from St. Nicholas”, more commonly known as “The Night Before Christmas” and “‘Twas the Night Before Christmas” from its first line, is a poem first published anonymously in 1823 and later attributed to Clement Clarke Moore, who claimed authorship in 1837.
The poem has been called “arguably the best-known verses ever written by an American” and is largely responsible for some of the conceptions of Santa Claus from the mid-nineteenth century to today. It has had a massive effect on the history of Christmas gift-giving, and is absolutely considered part of Christmas tradition. There’s not many a soul out there who don’t know the poem!
Without further ado, here is Cath’s version. Why not read along with this version of the actual poem, as told by American singer, actor, and Television personality Perry Como?
Twas the night before Christmas, and in many a house
OU students were working – though with the odd grouse!
The stockings are hung and the Baileys is poured
But I’m still f5-ing – to see what I’ve scored
The children are nestled all snug in their beds
With Santa and presents buzzing round in their heads
My hubby is sprawled on the sofa asleep
But I must still study – oh, I could weep!
“It doesn’t make sense”, I cried in despair
“Why am I studying – I don’t have the flair
I want my TMA back – though I bet I have failed
I wish just for once I had it all nailed”
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I rose from my desk to see what was the matter
“I need to find out what on earth that could be”
Any distraction is good news for me!
I went to the window and looked out in the dark
A ginormous great sleigh was just trying to park!
Poor Santa was struggling - I even heard the odd curse
Well, would you like to try putting reindeer in reverse?
When at length he’d succeeded, he knocked on the door
(Descending the chimney is too great a chore!)
I proffered the Baileys, but sadly he said
“I have to say no – mustn’t drunk-drive the sled!”
He said nothing more, but from his toy pile
He filled all the stockings, then turned with a smile
“Children and hubby will surely be glad
But what about you – I can’t leave you sad!”
He turned to my books, and with one wave of his hand
All that I struggle with, I now understand!
My TMA’s back, and I got 97
Dear Santa has sent me to true student heaven!
Now Santa has banished my studying sorrow
I’ll go to my bed, to rest for the ‘morrow
I’ll wish fellow students a future so bright
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night