'Twas the Night Before Christmas
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And Mamma in her kerchief and I in my cap, had just settled down for a long winter's nap. When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, 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 luster of midday to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer.  With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.

 
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