Delibird Delivery! (Patreon)

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a Meowth;

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Delibird soon would be there!

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter!

Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave a lustre of midday to objects below,

When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny Stantler,

With a cute little driver, so lively and stirred,
I knew in that moment, she must be Delibird!

She spoke not a word, but went straight to her work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,

She sprang to her sleigh, to her team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard her exclaim, 'ere she drove out of sight—
“Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”

#225 Delibird - https://files.catbox.moe/jx8zgo.png
#225 Delibird (Shiny) - https://files.catbox.moe/rlzn0b.png