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'Twas the night before Kharnmas, when all through the server
Not a creature was stirring, not even a Merle;
The headphones were hung by the computer with care,
In hopes that Kharn soon would be there;
The members were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Donny Ghost danced in their heads;
And Bri in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long "winter's" nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be Kharn.
More rapid than "Eagle" his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, Tricky now, Blazin! now, Dyno and Doldol!
On, Mattlikespie! on GoopSauce! on, WalterWhite and Needy!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Steam Sales, and Kharn too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney Kharn came with a bound.
He was dressed all in cotton, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of Games he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a bong he held tight at his mouth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a plate of jello.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
HAPPY KHARNMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!
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KayteKattt
