[Nfb-krafters-korner] 'Twas the Night Before Christmas

[Lucy Cox]

Hi Theresa,

No, I didn't write it. Someone sent it to me and I thought it was cute.

Take care,
Lucy

septembergirl95 at gmail.com

A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he 
knows that you are slightly cracked.
----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Theresa Taylor" <tct71887 at gmail.com>
To: "List for blind crafters and artists" <nfb-krafters-korner at nfbnet.org>
Sent: Sunday, December 05, 2010 3:52 PM
Subject: Re: [Nfb-krafters-korner] 'Twas the Night Before Christmas


> This is awesome! Did you write it?
> ----- Original Message ----- 
> From: "Lucy Cox" <septembergirl95 at gmail.com>
> To: "List for blind crafters and artists" <nfb-krafters-korner at nfbnet.org>
> Sent: Sunday, December 05, 2010 1:39 PM
> Subject: [Nfb-krafters-korner] 'Twas the Night Before Christmas
>
>
>> 'TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
>>
>> 'Twas the night before Christmas and all around me
>>
>> Was unfinished knitting not under the tree.
>>
>> The stockings weren't hung by the chimney with care
>>
>> 'cause the heels and the toes had not a stitch there.
>>
>> The children were nestled all snug in their beds
>>
>> but I had not finished the caps for their heads.
>>
>> Dad was asleep; he was no help at all,
>>
>> And the sweater for him was six inches too small.
>>
>> When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
>>
>> I put down my needles to see what was the matter.
>>
>> Away to the window, I flew like a flash,
>>
>> Tripped over my yarn and fell down with a crash.
>>
>> The tangle of yarn that lay deep as the snow
>>
>> Reminded me how much I still had to go.
>>
>> Out on my lawn, I heard such a noise,
>>
>> I thought it would wake both dad and the boys.
>>
>> And though I was tired, my brain was a bit thick,
>>
>> I knew in a moment, it must be Saint Nick.
>>
>> But what I heard then left me perplexed-ed,
>>
>> For not a name I heard was what I had expected
>>
>> "move, Ashford; move, Lopi; move, Addie and Clover
>>
>> Move, Reynolds; move, Starmore; move, Fraylic--move over"
>>
>> "Paton, don't circle round; stand in line.
>>
>> Come now, you sheep wool work just fine!
>>
>> I know this is hard semi, it's just your first year,
>>
>> I'd hate to go back to eight tiny reindeer."
>>
>> I peered over the sill; what I saw was amazing,
>>
>> Eight woolly sheep on my lawn all a'grazing.
>>
>> And then, in a twinkle, I heard at the door
>>
>> Santa's feet coming across the porch floor.
>>
>> I rose from my knees and got back on my feet,
>>
>> And as I turned round, Saint Nick, I did meet.
>>
>> He was dressed all in wool from his head to his toe
>>
>> And his clothes were handknit from above to below.
>>
>> A bright Fairisle sweater he wore on his back,
>>
>> and his toys were all stuffed in an Aran knit sack.
>>
>> His cap was a wonder of bobbles and lace,
>>
>> A beautiful frame for his rosy red face.
>>
>> The scarf round his neck could have stretched for a mile,
>>
>> And the socks peeking over his boots were Argyle.
>>
>> The back of his mittens bore an intricate cable,
>>
>> And suddenly on one I spied a small label.
>>
>> SC was duplicate stitched on the cuff,
>>
>> and I asked "Hey Nick, did you knit all this stuff?"
>>
>> He proudly replied "Ho-ho-ho, yes I did,
>>
>> I learned how to knit when I was a kid."
>>
>> He was chubby and plump, a quite well-dressed old man,
>>
>> And I laughed to myself for I'd thought up a plan,.
>>
>> I flashed him a grin and jumped up in the air,
>>
>> And the next thing he knew he was tied to a chair.
>>
>> He spoke not a word, but looked in his lap
>>
>> Where I'd laid my needles and yarn for a cap.
>>
>> He quickly began knitting, first one cap then two;
>>
>> For the first time I thought I'd really get through.
>>
>> He put heels on the stockings and toes in some socks
>>
>> While I sat back drinking Scotch on the rocks!!
>>
>> So quickly like magic, his needles they flew,
>>
>> That he was all finished by quarter to two.
>>
>> He sprang for his sleigh when I let him go free,
>>
>> And over his shoulder he looked back at me.
>>
>> And I heard him exclaim as he sailed past the moon
>>
>> "Next year start your knitting sometime around June.
>>
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