A supernatural night before christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the Inn
Not a creature was stirring, not even a Djinn.
No Christmas decorations where hug in the air,
As the boys knew St Nicolas would never be there.

The Winchesters were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Haunting danced in their heads.
Sam in his track pants and Dean in his slacks
had just settled in there beds for a short nights nap.

When out on the path there arose such a clatter,
Dean sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a flash,
Tore open the blinds and threw up the sash.

The wind threw the tress of the dark wood
gave the idea werewolf’s were up to no good.
When, what to Dean’s wonder should appear,
But a solemn angel, and another with quite little care.

With a message from above with clear instructions,
The angels disappeared with no interruptions.
More rapid than an eagle he ran inside,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called out his name!

"Now Sammy! now, Sam! now, get up and pack!
On, man! On, we go, on a hunt and back!
To the hunt! to the research!
Now drive away! Drive away! Drive away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with the highway just outside of town.
So up to the border the Impala did fly
with the car full of weapons, and the Winchesters two.

And then, in a flash, they reached the hunt
the rubbing and cleaning of each well used weapon.
As they loaded there guns, and was ready to leave,
And in the door came Bobby with a crash.

He was dressed in a new hat, and carried weapons to boot,
And his clothes were all dirty with oil and dust.
A bundle of stuff he carried on his back,
And he looked at the boys like a mad man on crack.

The boys eyes how they twinkled with joy and surprise!
There talk was loud there idea’s were many!
There arguments were loud when trying to keep low,
And the band of brothers were ready to stroll.

The shoot of a shot gun rang out in there ears,
And the ghost disappeared in a big ball of dust.
They covered the place and looked for the Body,
Everyone searched everyone but Bobby!

They were tried and daft a down old bunch,
And they laughed when Bobby found the Body in spite of them self's!
A slip of his foot and a hit of his head,
Soon found him self laying with the dead.

He spoke not a word, but climbed out of the hole,
And burned the body and left with a jerk.
Left the boys to find there way home,
So they drove the car to the Inn!

Dean laid on his car looking up at the sky,
Who though thought he saw Santa go by.
Dean turns to Sam who sat by his side, and said
"You saw that right!"