'Twas the night before Christmas

When all through the house

Not a creature was stirring

Not even a mouse

The lottery tickets were scratched by the ladies with care

In hopes that Saint Nicolas (and Zora) soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of sugarplums danced in their heads.

And Mamma in her kerchief and I in my cap 
Had just settled down for a long winters nap.

..and to all good night.