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 their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"

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.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"

hooray!

I just had to read that to 20 little kids at a christmas party.

i just read it with my family a couple minutes ago

Hehe. Classic

I don't mind reading it, actually, but I hated reading it to the little 2 and 3 year olds cause they keep talking and getting up and throwing sand at me.

Oh well, I'd better cheer up or I'll ruin Christmas for everyone.

Yahhh, so did I. Christmas tradition.

that was the first book i learned to read.
i love it
11 min til christmas

nice!

I just finished my tradition of watching It's a Wonderful Life. No other movie can make you feel as good as that one.

erm, santa hasn't come to my house yetttt
but i'm guessing its because i am still awake :x

I'm not sleeping for ANYTHING!!! I heard noises earlier. I'm not moving from this chair.

I'm really in the mood for an all-nighter but....can't upset mummy dearest.

Anyways, I have to read the story to my brother tomorrow for some reason. I don't see the point cause the story is about the night before Christmas...not Christmas. Oh well.

That poem is soo sexy. How long did it take you to make it?

I've never read it. I like The Nightmare Before Christmas though lol

That is the most kickass movie EVER!!!! That and Firestarter, I <3 that movie to reeses pieces!

I got the DVD for Christmas last year from my roommate...but that's not on topic so umm let me think.

Yeah, my favourite part of the whole story is this bit:

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

Yeah it's freaking awesome!

Plump...what a fun word to say/spell/write!

Another fun word to say is sexy. It makes me feel sexy, and want to make hot sexy time with a hot sexy man. I don't care if the president Bushe is trying to outlaw marriages between people like me. Just becuz laws are there doesnt mean people have to uphold them.

...People..like...you? Explaination please?

Must I be blunt about this with you?

going to sleep now....
i cant leave him cookies otherwise my dog will eat them...
i'm naughty
merry christmas and to all, and to all a good night!

Ignore whoever that is they're being an idiot. Just ignore and laugh at him/her/it.

Night girly! And yes, you must. It's 1am and I've been up for almost 24 hours.

Goodnight

i know like... half of it. haha!

MERRY CHRISTMAS. I should probably go to bed if I want to open presents in the morn.

All i need is a fireplace and hot chocolate now

we had to hold the right split for the length of time it took my teacher to read the poem, then we went into the left split and she read it again, thats why i hate that poem

somebody should punch you in the throat for digging up dead threads.