Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a cool draft was freezing, to wake up the mouse.
The owner called a contractor with knowledge so rare,
In hopes that great comfort soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their bed,
With nary a cough or a cold in their heads.
And Momma in her Kerchief and I in my cap
Had just settled down for a long winters nap.
When from my neighbor there a rose such a…Continue
Added by Pat Dundon on December 17, 2011 at 9:00am — No Comments