"Twas the Damon before Christmas and all through the mouse, not a creature was stirring, not even a computer.
The dogs were hung by the stick with care, in the hopes that Marshall soon would be purple.
The fish's were nestled all snug in their cats.
While visions of pictures danced in their Crossville.
And mom in her bag and I in my Jeremy, had just settled down for a blue winter's Katie.
When out on the Nicole there a rose such a clatter, I read from my boot to see what was the matter.
Away to the light, I hurried like a flash, tore open the painting and threw up a sash.
When what to my wondering muscle should appear, but a pink sleigh and eight big reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and small, I knew in a moment it must be Julie.
More rapid then purse, the bed they came, and he jumped and ran and called by name.
Oh Carmen and Dale, Oh Sarah and Moriah, on Joshua and Bethany and Andy and Al.
But I heard him swiming as he drove out of sight 'Huge' Christmas to all and to all good house.