i-will-call-you-sir: He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk. And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose! A Visit from St. Nicholas, Clement Clarke

i-will-call-you-sir: He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk. And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose! A Visit from St. Nicholas, Clement Clarke

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