T’was the night before
T’was the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. Clement Clarke Moore
St Nicholas
Now, ‘Dasher!’ now, ‘Dancer!’
Now, ‘Dasher!’ now, ‘Dancer!’ now, ‘Prancer’ and ‘Vixen!’ On, ‘Comet!’ on, ‘Cupid!’ on, ‘Donner’ and ‘Blitzen!’ Clement Clarke Moore
His droll little mouth
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, and the beard of his chin was as white as the snow. Clement Clarke Moore
The children were nestled
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,while visions of sugar plums danced in their heads. Clement Clarke Moore
The stockings were hung
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. Clement Clarke Moore
As dry leaves that
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky. So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, with the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too. Clement Clarke Moore
Not a creature was
Not a creature was stirring, not even an elf. Charlaine Harris
Once again St. Nicholas
Once again St. Nicholas Day Has even come to our hideaway; It won’t be quite as fun, I fear, As the happy day we had last year. Then we were hopeful, no reason to doubt That optimism would win the bout, And by the time this year came round, We’d all be free, and safe … Read more