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Twas the night before Christmas

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!”

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