‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the
not a creature was stirring. Not even a
were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that
soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds, while visions of
danced in their heads.
(… the rest of the delicious poem has been eaten).
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How beautifully yummy!!
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