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'Twas The Night Before Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas at my house when I heard a noise I knew wasn't a mouse. My son was fast asleep, safe in his bed; through his window, I saw a flash of red. I thought raccoons were causing this uproar, I know what they're like; I've heard them before. Tipping over garbage cans, they're a pest; wanting to see for myself, I got dressed. No one was stirring, so I went to see what made enough noise to awaken me. I grabbed a flashlight and headed outside; then I slipped, landing square on my backside. Let me tell you, I wasn't in a good mood, and that fall didn't improve my attitude. On my roof, I saw reindeer and a sled; I didn't find raccoons, but Santa instead. And Rudolph's shiny nose was all aglow causing the red reflection on the snow. Santa winked, then disappeared from my sight; believe me, I'll never forget that night. My wife wouldn't listen to a word I said, stating that I probably hit my head. But, as I was looking up from my fall, I swear I heard, "Merry Christmas to all."
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