A Schwarzenegger ChristmasTwas the night before Christmas, when all through the houseNot a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;The stockings were hung by the chimney with carein hopes that Saint Nicholas would soon be there.When up on the rooftop, the patter of hoovesand a, "HO HO HO!" could be heard on the roof.When down the chimney came Saint Nick himselfwith toys for all children, in sick or in health.As the presents were stowed and the stockings were stuffedWith candy, dolls, cars, sugar plums, and bits of fluffThen a loud boom from behind, as the door slammed open wideSanta turned around and who did he find?His hair was jet black, his