Christmas Eve-Eve The Dawson, Gumm, Heath, Rawdon's Shindig

Here we sit nearly nodding,

When there came a knocking,

As if someone gently tapping. Tapping at my chamber door.

Only this and nothing more.

Twas the night before Christmas,

and all through the house,

Not a creature was stirring,

Not even a mouse.

When all of a sudden,

There came such a clatter,

I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.

Jingle bells, Jingle bells,

Jingle all the way.

Oh what fun it is to ride,

In a one horse open sleigh.

Granma got run over by a reindeer,

Walking home from our Christmas eve,

Some say there's no such thing asSanta,

But as for me and Grandpa, I believe.

Oh, silent night,

Holy night,

All is calm, all is bright.

The End!

Bye bye for now!
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