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;
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The Night Before Christmas
4 Comments CherryPie on Dec 24th 2013
We think our mice chewed through the TV aerial cable last night. Oh good grief.
Happy Christmas Cherie. Jx
Your mice have obviously NOT read the poem!!
Happy Christmas to you J xx
Merry Christmas, Cherie!
Happy Christmas to you too