T'was the night before christmas

T'was the night before Christmas, when all through the house,not a creature was stirring not even a mouse.
The stockings where hung by the chimney with care, with hopes that St Nicholas would soon be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,while visions of sugarplums danced in their heads,and mamma in her kerchief and I in my cap, has just settled our brains for a long winters nap.

Merry Christmas one and all thank you for spotlighting the gang yesterday, hope you've all been good and have all your wishes answered.