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Michael Peterson Inner circle is where I'm trapped, because of my 4071 Posts |
1. Don’t ask why
2. ignore the mistakes (it’s 1:30 a.m. & I’m not going back over it). 3.Have a fantastic Christmas! Ichazod ’Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house, Not a creature was stirring, not even a magic mouse; The change bags were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; The magicians were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of Collectors Workshop effects danced in their heads, And Mama in her ’kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap -- When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a Fism flash, Tore open the shutters, and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow, Gave the lustre of a Tod Lassen coin down below; When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a sub trunk, and eight tiny assistants, With a little old man, so lively and quick, out of his straight jacket he did quickly slip, More rapid than eagles his helpers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and call’d them by name: "Now! Ammar, now! Vernon, now! Marlo, and Houdini, "On! Dante, on! Jennings, on! Copperfield and Slydini; "To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall! "Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!" As a Snowstorm in China before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky; So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, With the sleigh full of tricks -- and St. Nicholas too: And then in a twinkling, I heard on the roof shuffling and dealing, As I drew in my head, and was turning around, he did the card on ceiling. He had a topit, some pulls and a couple of tips; And flung on his back, was a bag full of tricks And he look’d like a card shark just opening his pack. His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry, His cheeks were like D’lites, his nose like a cherry; from his droll little mouth , he produced coins in a stream and the beard of his chin was just like Eugene’s. A fresh pack of Bikes, he held in his hand his card fans wer’e amazing, actually quite grand. He had a broad face, and a little round belly That shook when he laughed, like a lota bowl full of jelly: He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, And I laugh’d when I saw him in spite of myself; A wink of his eye and a twist of an ace, a great big smile he brought to my face. He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the change bags; then turned with a jerk, for a perfect pass; he gave me the work. And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose, eight tiny assistants put away their decks, and away they left with cards in palm: But I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight -- Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night. |
Margarette Special user Memphis area 956 Posts |
Very nice! Happy Holidays!
Margarette
The only stupid question is the one not asked.
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Mr. Ed Veteran user California 337 Posts |
An instant Christmas Classic!!!!!!!
Happy Holidays!!!
He who laughs, lasts.
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Magicman0323 Special user Just outside parts unknown. 713 Posts |
2 D’lites UP!
:cool: _________________ This is your life and its ending one minute at a time - Fight Club
You'll wonder when I'm coming, you'll wonder even more when I'm gone. - Max Malini
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Steve Brooks Founder / Manager Northern California - United States 3780 Posts |
You da man!
"Always be you because nobody else can" - Steve Brooks
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Scott O. Inner circle Midwest 1143 Posts |
That just touched me . . .so much.
Do not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time you will reap a harvest, if you do not give up. Galatians 6:9
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Mya Angel Special Assistant California 1396 Posts |
That was just sooooooo special.
I'm just so proud to know you. That gets the 4 bunny award. (when they wake they'll aplaud you! )
There is nothing that remains so constant as change. Don't end up like concrete, all mixed up and permanently set.
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