Expressions of a Christmas Story

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 Saint Nicholas Soon Would be There	The Children Were Nestled	All Snug in their Beds	While Visions of Sugar Plums
Danced in Their Heads	With Mom in her Kerchief	And Dad in his Cap	We Had Just Settled Down For a Long Winter's Nap
When Out on the Lawn There Arose Such a Clatter	We Sprang From Our Beds to See What was the Matter	And What to Our Wondering Eyes Should Appear?	But a Miniature Sleigh and Eight Tiny Reindeer
With a Little Ole Driver So Lively and Quick	We Knew in a Moment it Must be Saint Nick	Merry Christmas to All and to All a Good Night