Twas the night before Christmas Hotel Style

‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through hotel. Not a creature was stirring except for the Kitchen staff. They are preparing for the Christmas brunch that is tomorrow after all.
The stockings were hung by Housekeeping with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds, while visions of the hotel guest danced in their heads;
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled down for a long winter’s night.
When out near Valet there arose such a clatter, Security sprang into action to see what was the matter.
The moon reflected off the new-fallen snow, gave the luster of mid-day to objects below, when, what to our wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer. The driver checked in with the front desk and needed extra space to park. Santa knew exactly what to do.
So up to the hotel rooftop the coursers they flew, with the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too. A Bellman was ready to assist with his bag full of toys for the good girls and boys.
You could hear on the roof the prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
Santa wanted to stop by the hotel deli for a duck cookie or two (his favorite) and to enjoy a special cup of Hot Cocoa. You really never know who might stop by the Lobby Bar.
Our story doesn’t quite end here…
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And he filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk, And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the elevator 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 Memphis,
HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!