Write me a story or change the words to this classic poem.
by Clement C. Moore
'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring not even a mouse.
The stocking were hung by the chimney with care, with hopes that St. Nicholas would soon be there.
The children were nestled, all snug in there beds, with visions of sugar plums dancing in their heads;
And mama in her kerchief, and I in my cap, had just settle down for a long winter's nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprung 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 luster of midday to objects below;
when, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer,
with a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
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, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall,
Now,dash away, dash away, dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
so, up to the housetop the coursers they flew,
with the sleight full of toys--and St. Nicholas, too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
the prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound;
He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot,
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.
His eyes, how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry;
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face, and a little round belly
The shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump--a right jolly old elf;
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.
A wink of his eye, and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
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 they drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"
Forgot the rules:
1. No StIcKy CaPs ~ it's just annoying.
2. Keep the bad language to a minimum.
3. Good grammer, please.
That's it. I'll take all kinds
by Clement C. Moore
'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring not even a mouse.
The stocking were hung by the chimney with care, with hopes that St. Nicholas would soon be there.
The children were nestled, all snug in there beds, with visions of sugar plums dancing in their heads;
And mama in her kerchief, and I in my cap, had just settle down for a long winter's nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprung 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 luster of midday to objects below;
when, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer,
with a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
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, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall,
Now,dash away, dash away, dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
so, up to the housetop the coursers they flew,
with the sleight full of toys--and St. Nicholas, too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
the prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound;
He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot,
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.
His eyes, how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry;
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face, and a little round belly
The shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump--a right jolly old elf;
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.
A wink of his eye, and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
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 they drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"
Forgot the rules:
1. No StIcKy CaPs ~ it's just annoying.
2. Keep the bad language to a minimum.
3. Good grammer, please.
That's it. I'll take all kinds
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on January 3
- Rewards: Gold: 300, Silver: 175, Bronze: 100, Honorable mention: 5 people
- Final notes: 'Twas the night before Christmas contest is over. Thank you all for entering. I had a very hard time deciding and I wish that I could have given you all a trophy, but the set limit is 8 honorable mentions
Again thank you and I hope you all had a great holiday.
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A parody on Christmas!• Commented on by judge. [remove]
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The Christmas decorations were up and glowing,
The angel's gown on the tree was gold and flowing,by Sailor Moon 800 words, 22 comments, on Dec 13 1:58 AM 2007. In Christmas, Poem
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Twas a night to remember when all through the town,1by Elvenfairy 200 words, 1 comment, on Dec 15 11:28 AM 2008. In Christmas, Spiritual
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The real night before Kwanzaaby InksterMoxy 300 words, 1 comment, on Dec 17 3:53 PM 2008. In , Inspirational, Kwanzaa Honorable mention
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'Twas the night before Christmas,1
by islekine 200 words, 4 comments, on Dec 5 11:29 PM 2008• Commented on by judge.
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There's an Australian version I'll look it up and find a link for you
I can't use it as it belongs to someone else, damn!
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Now that is too bad. Anyway you can change it to make it yours?
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Nope But I found this fantastic link with a heap of parodies on it
You need it so you can check for frauds
http://www.kafejo.com/holidays/yule/xmastwas.htm
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Oh, I read this poem before.
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I might enter if I think of a good parody...
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that was great
ty my lil bro loved it -
Endearing
The poem left me feeling very Christmassy
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what a fun contest idea! I am totally reading the other entries! *applause*
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Hi
Hi wuu2. This was such a cool contest idea! I
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it!!! I really hope you enjoyes my poem and please let me know if i recieve any prizes!
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