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8 tiny reasons for the season

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave a lustre of midday to objects below,
When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But a miniature sleigh and 8 tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment he must be St. Nick.

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More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
“Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”

 

 

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stanislawa

i am a hand-drawn line. an illustrator & designer who is curious about flora, fauna, human creatures, & glyphs.

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