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'twas The Night Before Christmas In Potsville


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'Twas the night before Christmas in the little town of Potsville,

It's a place of courage and plenty of strong will!

Everything is peaceful, long after the sun has set,

Except for the screen glare - someone's searching Dinet.

The (compression) stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that St Nick could squeeze *something* in there.

The Potsies are laying awake in their beds,

While visions of salty snacks run through their heads.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

Fortunately, I was up already - dang bladder!

Away to the window, I stumbled, trying to see,

But feeling soo blurry headed, it wasn't to be.

As I held onto the sill, trying to catch my breath,

I thought of the day I can do stuff and *not* feel like death.

I grabbed a Gatorade, and chugged it down,

Then I'd really see what was going on in this town.

The scene was beautiful, the snow was pure white,

Still, my body went immediately to fight or flight!

When what to my focusing eyes should appear,

But a miniature sleigh and a bunch of reindeer.

I haven't seen anything this crazy in awhile,

I thought to myself, then fell down in a pile.

I contemplated for a minute, explaining what I saw, to my docs,

They'd believe me, right? and not think it's a crock?

With a little old driver so lively and quick

I knew in a moment, it must be *um...ah...what was that name???* oh ya! St. Nick

More rapid than our heart beats, the reindeer all came,

He whistled and shouted and called them by name.

On Dasher, on Dancer, Prancer, and Vixen,

On Comet, on Cupid, on Donder and Blitshteyn ;)

He corralled them all onto the roof,

I was suddenly thankful it's burgaler-proof.

And then over my head, I heard a flurry of noise,

Perhaps it's just a jokester, with one of his ploys?!

As I drew in my head, I began to shiver.

Meanwhile, St Nick appeared with gifts to deliver.

He was dress'd all in fur, from his head to his toes,

I'd wear it myself, as I was already half froze!

He had a bag of toys thrown over his shoulder,

Yikes!...I've gotta sit - before I fall over.

I watched as he inspected the {compression} stocking, cinched up tight

His challenge - to fill it. He might be here all night!

Suddenly there was chaos - feet and arms interlocking,

As he grunted and struggled to fill that stocking.

Success at last, now Santa needed a breather,

Fortunately, for us, He's an over-achiever.

He had his snack and headed back up the chimney,

I'm sure, no one else could do it quite so nimbly.

He climbed back into his sleigh and with great insistence,

Wished the people of Potsville good health and Merry Christmas!!

Peace :)

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