‘Twas The Night Before Christmas

Algy didn’t have a chimney to hang his stocking by, so he hung it up in a pretty little Christmas tree in his friends’ West Highland garden, and hoped that St. Nicholas would understand.

         ‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
         Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
         The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
         In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there

[From A Visit from St. Nicholas by Clement Clark Moore.]


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