I found this online. I have no idea who wrote it, but I thought it was so cute!
Twas the night before Christmas,
And all through the home,
Only one creature was stirring,
A late night scrapper alone.
While she cropped and she trimmed,
Under her breath she was muttering,
“He hid my darn Herma fix!”
The poor wife was stuttering!
When out on the lawn
There arose such a clatter,
She sprang from her table,
And dropped her Magic Matter.
Away to the window
She flew like a flash,
Thinking maybe it was UPS
Bringing more for her stash!
But what to her wondering eyes
Should appear,
But a miniature (die cut) sleigh
And 8 (punchie) reindeer!
With a little old driver
So lively and quick
She knew right away
It was Jolee old St. Nick.
He carried a sack
Filled up to the brim,
With paper packs, cardstock,
And templates crammed in.
There were punches, and stickers,
And eyelets galore,
There was even a Sizzix font
Not yet in the stores!
He went quickly to work,
Stowing it all under her tree,
The wire, the fibers,
And all Acid Free!
“Those Whale Punches are heavy!”
She heard him exclaim,
Then he turned to his reindeer
And called them by name:
“On Buyer and Stasher,
Puncher and Cropper.
On Scrapper, on Matter,
On Trimmer and Cutter.”
And he sprang to his sleigh
But before he could leave,
The woman yelled, “STOP!”
And pulled a camera from her sleeve
She snapped some quick photos
For future keepsake,
Thinking all the while,
Of the layout she’d make!
And she heard him exclaim.
When she finally let him go,
“Happy Scrapping to All”
And to all, “HO HO HO!”
