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cmmney with care, The darn things were sprawled on the back of a chair. The children were nestled all snug in their bed, But I had a large cake of ice on my head. And when I finally dozed off in a nap, The ice cake woke me up when it • fell in my lap. Then for some unknown reason, I wanted a drink, So I started in feeling my way to the sink. I got along fine ’til I stepped on the cat, I don’t recall just what occured after that. When I came to, the house was all flooded with light, Although under the table?, I’m as high as a kite. While visions of sugar plums danced in my head, I somehow got up and then back into bed. Then what to my wandering mind should appear, * But a minature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer. The sleigh seemed to change to a red fire truck ^ And each reindeer turned into a bleary-eyed buck. I knew in a moment it must be old Nick. ~ And I tried to cry out but my tongue was too thick. Then the old devil whistled and shouted with glee While the bucks pawed the earth and looked daggers at me. Then he called them by name, and the names made me shudder, When I heard them I felt like a ship minus rudder. - . Now Egg-nog, Bacardi, Four Roses and Brandy, Now Fruit C'aVt* FWIrl HTnrlrPV
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