GrimlockMegatron

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even Gorosaurus watching Speedy Gonazales cartoons; Gorosaurus: Look what happened to that cat, well at least he didn’t deal with a kangaroo. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that Father of Ultra soon would be there; The children were nestled all snug in their beds; While visions of Gigan danced to Jingle Bell Rock in their heads; And Mothra in her 'kerchief, and I, Godzilla in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap, When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, Godzilla: I thought it was a ladder, like the Tim Allen Christmas classic movie, The Santa Clause say it too be, well back to the poem. 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