Santa and the Dome
by Jamie Lynne South
Inspired by the Cartoon by Merrisa Carter

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the dome, not a creature was stirring 'cuz no one was home.

The children were nestled all snug in the car with visions of candy from lands near and far.

Mom checked the list and Dad did the driving and nearer our doorstep our car was arriving.

We were desperate for dinner, some gas and a rest, when we finally stopped at our dome on the crest.

When all of a sudden there arose such a clatter, we sprang from the car to see what was the matter.

Away to the dome we flew in a fright, leaped over the car and then threw on the light.

When what to our wondering eyes should appear but a sled and some reindeer just trembling in fear.

With Santa on one side and Rudolf on the other, I wish you could've seen the look on my Mother!

"What is this contraption?" Santa shouted at Dad. (And unless I'm mistaken, he looked rather mad.)

"It's a Dome!" cried my Dad, disregarding convention, then he told Mr. Santa 'bout his orb-like invention.

"This Dome's quite unique, it heats and it cools! It will save people money, it's safe! It just rules!

It offers protection when winds start to blow, this dome will still stand no matter how much it snows.

And when six hundred eighty-five years have gone by my Dome will still be here! It just will not die!"

Santa was pleased and he ordered a Dome, and Dad helped get Rudolf down safe off our home.

Then they left our dear Dome and seemed brimming with glee, they even left Dad and the rest of us cheese.

And we heard him exclaim as he flew out of sight, "Build a Dome! and Find out David South is quite right!"