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Night After Christmas

'Twas the night AFTER Christmas When all through the house Not a creature was stirring Except me, like a mouse I crept into the kitchen From my snuggle warm bed While visions of carrot cake Danced in my head A nice big slice I put on my plate With a cup of hot chocolate, I could hardly wait But with the first bite, a small voice said "Put that away, and go back to bed" At first I was frightened But soon it was clear 'Twas only my conscience Whispering in my ear But I put it away And ran down the hall Saying,"Thanks" to my conscience And "Goodnight" to all

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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