Ben's Body Bear: Sweet Dreams The Christmas Party by Cheryl Ross Rated G Humour Poetry All standard disclaimers apply. The Christmas Party Twas the night before Christmas and all through the station the cops were havin' a huge celebration. Their holsters were slung on their desks without care and even Lt. Welsh had a jubilant air. Elaine left her computer completely unmanned as she searched for the Mountie with mistletoe in her hand.. With Frannie in her mini-skirt and Benton in his hat she was trying to manoeuvre him into the back. That glint in her eye that tilt to her head soon gave him to know he had something to dread. Much redder than holly his cheeks they became and he stuttered and stammered and called out Ray's name. When in through the doorway who should appear but Inspector Meg Thatcher decked in red Mountie gear. She wore an evil expression and a mean icy glare that told little Frannie she'd better beware. But tucked in Ben's pocket was a card from Peoria that read "Merry Christmas, love and bullets... Victoria". And Ray of course was a right jolly sight in reds and greens and oranges so bright. He was dressed in Armani from his head to his shoe and he looked like the cover of December's GQ. He'd had too much punch and his eyes were all screwy in a tragic mistake he made a pass at Jack Huey. When in came a call Ray's Mom's on the phone Christmas dinner is ready You'd better get home. So away to the Riv they flew like a flash Ray leaping in hit his head on the dash. More vile than a sailor's his curse words they came while Ben shook his head and whispered, "For shame". But I heard them exclaim 'ere they drove out of sight "Thank you kindly to all and to all a good night". By Cheryl Ross Comments Welcome cross@norlink.net