'Twas the night before Mope-mas, when all through the mope-house-----------------
Not a mope was stirring, not even a mope-mouse;
The stockings were mopehung by the chimney with mope-care,
In hopes that St. Mope-olas soon would be mope-there;
The mope-kids were nestled all mope-snug in their mope-beds,
While visions of mope-plums danced in their mope-heads;
And mope-mom in her 'kerchief, and mope-I in my mope-cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's mope-nap,
When out on the mope-lawn there arose such a mope-clatter,
Mope-I sprang from the bed to see what was the mope-matter.
Away to the window mope-I flew like a mope-flash,
Tore open the mope-shutters and threw up the mope-sash.
The mope-moon on the mope-breast of the mope-fallen snow
Gave the mope-lustre of mope-day to mope-objects below,
When, what to my wondering mope-eyes should appear,
But a miniature mope-sleigh, and eight tiny mope-deer,
With a little mope driver, so lively and moep-ick,
I knew in a mope-ment it must be Mope Nick.
More rapid than mopeles his coursers they mope-came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by mope-name;
"Now, Mope-Masher! now, Mope-Mancer! now, Mope-Mrancer and Mope-Mixen!
On, Mope-Momet! on Mope-Mupid! on, Mope-Monder and Mope-Mlitzen!
To the top of the mope-porch! to the top of the mope-wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away mope-all!"
As mope leaves that before the wild hurricane mope-fly,
When they mope-meet with an obstacle, mount to the mope-sky,
So up to the mope-top the coursers they mope-flew,
With the sleigh full of mope-toys, and St. Mope-olas too.
And then, in a mope-ling, I heard on the mope-roof
The moping and pawing of each little mope-hoof.
As I mope-drew in my mope-hand, and was turning mope-round,
Down the mope--chimney St. Mopeolas came with mope bound.
He was mope-dressed all in mope-fur, from his mope-head to his mope-foot,
And his mope-clothes were all mopished with ashes and mope-soot;
A bundle of mope-toys he had flung on his mope-back,
And he looked like a mope-ler just opening his mope-pack.
His eyes -- how they mope-twinkled! his mope-dimples how mope-merry!
His mope-cheeks were like mope-roses, his mope-nose like a mope-cherry!
His droll little mope-mouth was drawn up like a mope-bow,
And the mope-beard of his mope-chin was as mope-white as mope-snow;
The mope-stump of a mope-pipe he held mope-tight in his mope-teeth,
And the mope-smoke it mope-circled his mope-head like a mope-wreath;
He had a mope face and a little mope belly,
That mope-shook, when he mope-laughed like a bowlful of mope-jelly.
He was mope-chubby and mope-plump, a mope-right jolly old mope-elf,
And mope-I mope-laughed when mope-I saw him, in spite of mopeself;
A mope-wink of his mope-eye and a mope-twist of his mope-head,
Soon gave mope-me to mope-know mope-I had nothing to mope-dread;
He mope-spoke not a mope-word, but went mope-straight to his mope-work,
And mope-filled all the mope-ings; then mope-turned with a mope-jerk,
And mope-laying his mope-finger aside of his mope-nose,
And giving a mope-nod, up the mopeney he mope-rose;
He mope-sprang to his mope-sleigh, to his mope-team gave a mope-whistle,
And away they all mope-flew like the mope-down of mope thistle.
But mope-I heard mope-him exclaim, ere he mope-drove out of mope-sight,
"Happy Mopemas to all, and to all a mope-night."
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