a new version of The Night Before Christmas by Jacqui S
aka "odd odd": oddodd89@gmail.com

'Twas the night before Blorthog
And all through the tower,
Not a thing was moving
Not even Starfire's Zhargtoff flower.

The shoes were hung
By the windows with nails,
There was no chimney
Because of recent tales.

When out on the roof
There arose such a clatter,
They sprang from their beds
To see what was the matter.

Away to the windows
They ran so fast,
A glass fell on the floor
With a big loud BLAST.

There in the window
Stood a dark, gloomy fellow,
With black and copper mask
And he began to bellow.

"He's stealing Christmas!"
Beast Boy screamed at the sight,
Robin clapped his hand
To turn on the light.

Slade jumped from his spot
Grabbing Starfire's arm
The others attacked him
Getting her out of harm.

They tied him up
To a pole out the door
Waiting for the police
While rain began to pour.

Slade disappeared
Without the sight of a kid
He escaped getting caught
With evil villains amid.

They left when he did
Knowing it was done,
Knowing who had done it
Slade was the one.

But the presents were still there
None had been taken,
The Titans had won
But they were still all shaken.

They unwrapped their presents
With a smile and a grin,
Seeing the joy that Santa brought
They definitely did win.