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'Twas the
the
night
before Christmas, when all through the
Not a creature was stirring, not even a
The stockings were hung by the chimney with
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be
The children were nestled all snug in their
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their
And Mamma in her kerchief, and I in my
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's
When out on the lawn there arose such a
I sprang from the bed to see what was the
Away to the window I flew like a
Tore open the shutters and threw up the
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