Twas Two Days Before Christmas - A Poetic rehash

Twas two days before Christmas
and all through the house
There was not enough food
not even for a mouse
The eldest went shopping
for the family didn't care
To deal with the nutsos
who'd be around out there
Dealt with lights, green yellow red
hoping the drivers wouldn't make him dead
With Dad seated next to him
and the food in the back
they opened a bag of beef jerky
what a wonderful snack!
When on the console there arose such a clatter
Dad jumped out of his skin, oh my! what's the matter?
When the music started, I knew of the source
It was my cell phone, ringing of course!
To the Acme, and Shop-rite, and Wawa we did go
We lost the list, what we needed we didn't know
But the caller on the line, was mom with a clue
She didn't believe we lost the list, "How could you?"
she said, as she reminded us fast
"You better hurry and shop, before Christmas is past!"
Then on the radio, what did we hear?
A reading of the Night before Christmas, for that holiday cheer!
"On Dasher, on Dancer, on Prancer, on Vixen!"
"On Comet, on Cupid, on Donner and Blitzen!"
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
Like madmen we drove, from store to busy store
To buy food and drink and ingredients more
Into the parking lot's handicapped spot we slid
And behind the car to get the chair I hid
We dashed inside, and filled the cart whole
After we paid, back out we did roll
And packed the car tight, for the homebound drive
We avoided the traffic, hoped to stay alive
For the nutsos were about, swerving and fast
We knew that this holiday season just wouldn't last
Into the driveway we came, and the engine was shut
"Call your brother," Dad said, "Bring out that nut"
My brother, so lazy, so weak as a worm
We needed his help, his muscles to be firm
We chained the boxes into the cellar
When a family friend stopped by, my what a nice feller
So very tall, his help he gave
In hopes that my brother's back he could save
This gentleman didn't smile, his cheeks were so furry
I thought to myself, "No wonder he's not merry!"
So into the house, quickly I moved
And after getting him a cookie, the reverse I did prove
With a smile and a nod, he excused himself from us
Without a "goodbye" but also without fuss
As he walked away, he called over his shoulder right
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"