The Night Before Christmas

steve's annual tradition of reading the night before christmas in his own special way. The nosilla castaways were nestled all snug in their beds while visions of eye pads danced in their heads and potfeet in her kerchief. When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter i sprang from keyboard to see what was the matter. Now accord, now civic, now fit and c arv on element, on ridge line, on pilot and odysse to the top of the porch, to thetop of the wall. Now, drive away. Drive away.