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May your days be merry and bright!
Are you ready for a visit from Saint Nicholas?
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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.
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Lucky for me, I have Cheryl Burchell Goldsmiths,
and have the perfect gifts for this Christmas.
Santa has to cover so many miles
to deliver those smiles,
but no worries for me because I knew all the while!
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