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Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stocking were hung by the chimney with care, In the that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads. And mamma in her kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap;
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stocking were hung by the chimney with care, In the that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads. And mamma in her kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap;
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