not a creature was stiring (except Charlie, like a mouse).
Earlier, Charlie slept nestled all snug in his bed,
while visions of sugar plums, danced in his head.
The stockings were hung with presents under the tree,
can't hardly believe, all of this is for me!
Then I heard Charlie explain as he shook his arms with great might,
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!
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