Twas the Night Before the Night Before Christmas…

Warning: Before you continue reading, just remember, there’s a reason why I’m an author and not a poet.

Twas the night before the night before Christmas and all through the house, the breezes were stirring because it’s 67 degrees outside. (!?)

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The presents were (half) wrapped and scattered through the dining room with care, in a frenzied attempt to finish them before Santa would be there.

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The doggy was nestled all snug on in his blankey, whileΒ visions of sugar bones danced in his head.

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And when he wasn’t snugged in his blankey, he was chasing a gingerbread man throughout the house. ^_-

Merry (early) Christmas!

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