"Twas night before Christmas,—and was it because
The children were crazy to greet Santa Claus
That homes were all lighted so bright? you might say
The gloom of the night had been driven away.
Many Annies and Willies, whose loving mamma
Had told them that Santa was big as papa,
Went to bed and to sleep so sure, in the night,
Of Santa Claus coming before it was light.
But many poor children, I'm sorry to say,
Ne'er heard of a Santa Claus on Christmas day;
Like the poor little girl who lived in a house
Too small, you would think, to hold even a mouse.
