Twas the night before Christmas and all through the land,
the palm trees were swaying while waves crashed on the sand.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds
while visions of beach balls bounced through their heads.
When what should appear over the shimmering Gulf?
A man all in red and his sleigh—sure enough!
His bag was all emptied, toys gifted to each.
He said, “Merry Christmas, now I’m Goin’ to the Beach!”
From the Resort Collection