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Posted: 12.24.2002 Only from the mind of Solonor The Bloggers Night Before Christmas 'Twas the night before Christmas, When all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even my mouse; I sat at my keyboard in the rare quiet air, The first chance I'd gotten to sit in my chair. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, When out on the lawn there arose such a noise, Something tripped the floodlight outside in the yard, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, "Now, Statia! now, Kim! now, Scott and Jason! As drunken hoards that before the wild turkey fly, And then, like a nightmare, I heard on the roof He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, His eyes -- how they twinkled! His dimples how merry! He came into my dump; he invited himself, But he wasn't alone, as he invade my home; They spoke not a word, but went straight to the TV, There was Becky and Kamel and, yes, three Christines; Annessa, Andrea and Dragonleg, too; Then the party was over; the booze was all drunk. I *LOVE* it!!! (I love that old Santa image too. Have any more of those around?) Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! ¤ ¤ credit: Christine | 12.24.02 at 04:48 PM | link--this ¤ ¤Sure do! Try here, here, here and here... ¤ ¤ credit: robyn | 12.24.02 at 05:03 PM | link--this ¤ ¤What makes this really cool is that I am in it! LOL! Happy Holidaze! ¤ ¤ credit: Christine with an M. | 12.24.02 at 05:06 PM | link--this ¤ ¤Excellent work, Solonor! ¤ ¤ credit: Bill | 12.24.02 at 07:00 PM | link--this ¤ ¤
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