Every crafter down at Mineville liked building a lot
But the Creep who lived just below Mineville did NOT
The Creep hated crafting, oh such a noise it would bring!
The hammering, the creating, the building, the smelting
Oh he could stand no such thing!
Many said that Creep, that he had no heart
After a crafter built a home, well the Creep blew it apart
They locked all their doors, and hid under their beds
So the Creep came down through the chimney instead
He donned his hat and put on some shoes
And he began a new tally: House 0, Creep 2
As he readied himself to climb down that smoke stack
The Creep heard a noise, it was behind his back
As the Creep glanced around, oh what did he see
Not just one Enderman, but at least two or three
The Creep did howl, and the Creep did hissssss
And the crafters at home said OH! I cannot stand thisss!
The crafters ran out, and the Creep fell in
And thats how the Creep found love for the home, and the safety within
He now has a heart for the buildings and castles
To build his own home to hide from the Enders, well that is a true hassle

Amazing what procrastination from studies will do!
Happy holidays to all (might you spare a diamond, or two?)