'Twas the night before Christmas in the the Von Rosen house
Not a creature was a stirring;
Not even a dog 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 bottles sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And Mommy in her pj's,
and Daddy in his cap;
Had just settled down for a long Winter's nap.
Merry Christmas Eve everyone!
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