Twas The Night Before Giftmas | A Christmas Poem Retold

Twas The Night Before Giftmas Twas the night before giftmas, when all the shops closed, Fairylights twinkled as the Christmas moon rose. The curtains ajar, let in slivers of light Illuminating stockings hung that Yule Eve night. The children were quiet, there wasn’t a peep. Boys and girls everywhere attempted to sleep Knowing that while …

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