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| 'Twas the night before Christmas, | |
| Not a creature was stirring, | |
| The stockings were hung | |
| In hopes that St. Nicholas | |
| The children were nestled | |
| While visions of sugar-plums | |
| And mamma in her 'kerchief, | |
| Had just settled down | |
| When out on the lawn | |
| I sprang from the bed | |
| Away to the window | |
| Tore open the shutters | |
| The moon on the breast | |
| Gave the luster of mid-day | |
| When, what to my wondering | |
| But a miniature sleigh, | |
| With a little old driver, | |
| I knew in a moment | |
| More rapid than eagles | |
| And he whistled, and shouted, | |
| 'Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! | |
| On, Comet! on Cupid! | |
| To the top of the porch! | |
| Now dash away! dash away! | |
| As dry leaves that before | |
| When they meet with an obstacle, | |
| So up to the house-top | |
| With the sleigh full of toys, | |
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| And then, in a twinkling, | |
| The prancing and pawing | |
| As I drew in my head, | |
| Down the chimney St. Nicholas | |
| He was dressed all in fur, | |
| And his clothes were all tarnished | |
| A bundle of toys | |
| And he looked like a peddler | |
| His eyes - how they twinkled! | |
| His cheeks were like roses, | |
| His droll little mouth | |
| And the beard on his chin | |
| The stump of a pipe | |
| And the smoke it encircled | |
| He had a broad face | |
| That shook, when he laughed | |
| He was chubby and plump, | |
| And I laughed when I saw him, | |
| A wink of his eye | |
| Soon gave me to know | |
| He spoke not a word, | |
| And filled all the stockings; | |
| And laying his finger | |
| And giving a nod, | |
| He sprang to his sleigh, | |
| And away they all flew | |
| But I heard him exclaim, | |
| 'Happy Christmas to all, | |
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12 Days of Christmas
Santa's Reindeer
Common Halloween Costumes
