Today’s Poem: A Visit from St. Nicholas
’Twas the night before . . . oh, you know how it goes

A Visit from St. Nicholas
by Clement Clarke Moore
’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; The children were nestled all snug in t…
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