Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the realm,
Not a creature was stirring, except for the Queen,
And an intruder, as yet unseen,
Holding on for dear life and holding on tight,
While a voice from above, chipper and bright,
Cried “Merry Christmas to All, and to All a Good Night!
By order of Her Majesty. Have we got any more of that splendid pie?”
All right, ’tis actually the night after Christmas… Close enough! Many cookies were being consumed, hence the delay… (I may also post a few more festive doodles on my Tumblr, in between cookies.)