'Twas the night Before Christmas, When all through the House Not a creature Was stirring, Not even a Mouse--
Well, maybe One Happy Mouse.
The stockings were hung
by the chimney with care,
Kitty is hoping
Santa soon would be there.
"Don't Wake the Kitty!"
The Children Were Snug In Their Beds While Visions of Cup Cakes Danced in Their Heads (Who Eats Sugar Plums?)
When From Outside Came Such a Clatter I sprang from Bed To see What was the Matter. The Moon Was Shining On the New-Fallen Snow And It Gave a Luster 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! And then, in a Twinkling, I heard on the Roof The Prancing and Pawing Of each Little Hoof-- And Some Strange Sounds?
