"Twas The Night Before Cruising." (with apologies to Clement C. Moore)   'Twas the night before cruising and in our hotel, The kids were all hyper, the eight "darlings" from Hell. The bags were all packed and ready to go, We'd paid a small fortune to escape winter snow.   Morning came quickly and at ten on the nose, In our suitcases we hid all the booze in our clothes. And Ma in her flip-flops and I in my Crocs, Corralled all the kids to head for the docks.   When boarding the shi