‘Twas the night before Christmas when all through the land,
safety was threatened by one jolly man.
Banners were hung on the wall by his sled,
hoping the message would sink in his head.
His elves were asleep now, their work put away,
it’s amazing they made it through another long day.
I in my PJs, my wife in her gown,
had just settled in when we heard quite a sound.
Out by the house came a very loud noise,
it’s a red-suited man with a big bag of toys.
I looked to see what the sound was about,
he was banging a ladder and then he would shout.
He was shifting and fussing, it’s easy to grasp,
the ladder was moving in spite of his clasp.
As he climbed on the rungs its position would change,
and his hands were both full which I found very strange.
He’d done this before I could tell by his manner,
but he’d obviously skipped reading the elves’ safety banner.
He needed more help but never would ask,
he worked by himself like a robber in mask.
Once he was up he went right to work,
he finished his job, then turned with a smirk.
He left straightaway and went back down the ladder,
but tumbled to the ground and hit with a splatter.
The reindeer with him all tied to his sled,
saw him laid all out and just shook their heads.
He picked himself up and looked all around,
the smirk on his face had turned to a frown.
He boarded his sleigh, his pride only hurt,
safety was something he knew to not skirt.
But his job was so big he thought…just this once,
but by skipping the rules he came off like a dunce.
He knew what went wrong and not do it again,
and jotted a note with his candy cane pen.
As he left in his sleigh I can still hear his voice;
Ladder safety’s for everyone, so make the right choice!