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’Night Before Christmas’ by Clement C Moore reworked
‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the boat Not a person was stirring, not even a ’coat The stockings were hung by the engine with care In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there
The Tams were tucked up asleep in their beds While visions of hodgeberries danced in their heads And Mal in his bonnet and Jayne in his hat Had just settled down for a long winter’s nap
When up on the bridge there arose such a clatter That Wash (...)