[CaliforniaMama]

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof



As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.



And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;

A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.





The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;



He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,



A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;



And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,

And laying his finger aside of his nose,



He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,



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