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'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; The children were nestled all snug in their beds; While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, You sprang from your bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window you 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 lustre of midday to objects below, When what to your wondering eyes did appear, But a miniature motor sled not drawn rein-deer, With a charming young driver so lively and quick, You knew in a moment it could not be St. Nick. More rapid than eagles this motor sled came, As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, When it meets with an obstacle, it mounts to the sky; So up to the housetop the motor sled flew With the sled full of toys, and its driver too — And then, in a twinkling, you heard on the roof Some featherlight steps and no paw of a hoof. As you drew in your head, and were turning around, Down the chimney she came with a bound. She was dressed all in fur, from her head to her foot, And her clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys she had flung on her back, And she looked like a pedler just opening her pack. When sbe turned around and saw you there she froze, in surprise high up her eyebrows rose.

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