A Very Herd Christmas!

Twas the Herd before Christmas, when all through the house.
Not a creature was stirring. Not even Incented.

The trophies were laid on the mantel with care.
In hopes that next year, two more will be there.

Compensated was nestled with terror in their beds
While visions of Herd winning again danced in their heads

And Swain in his do-rag, and Perdue at the bat
Had just settled in to kick some more ass

When out on ball field, there arose such a clatter
Another Herd win was all that mattered

When, what to my wondering eyes did appear
But an another league trophy to be given in fear.

All dressed in Purple, he was as fast as a bird
I knew in a moment it must St. Herd.

Now, Amanda! Now Biggie! Now Heather and Shannon!
On, Ashley! On Chris! On Wes and Anna!

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work
He handed out trophies, he didn’t want to get hurt

After his work, he disappeared out of sight
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a Herd night.