‘Twas the Night Before Christmas (Day 8)

December 21, 2014

The eighth gift was three little jars of jelly. They should come in handy Christmas morning to spread on hot biscuits.

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly
That shook, when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.

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