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Twas the night before CHRISTmas and all through the house.
The Knives were stirring trying to awaken the Mouse.
The Stockings were hung by the chimney with care and sheaths were
beside them awaiting their ware.
Up on the roof top there was heard such a clatter, but it was just
Santa chipping the Ice with his bowie knife. Awakening the children
who was sleeping so well dreaming of candy and sugar plums soon
turned to knife wares.
So up they came running and dancing and singing as the jolly ole fellow
dropped in for the greeting.
Loudly he says Ho Ho Ho...and on to his task of stuffing them stockings
and mighty knife sheaths mumbling he says oh a Case here, a Boker
there,a few Schrade and some Queen, oh yes and the Primble and Westerns ohhh what a sight...then he turns toward the children and
says Merry Christmas to all and All a Happy Knifing Night !
Up the Chimney he went and out into the night you could here him recite...
Its Colonial,Walden,Kinsfolk,Hammers,Standards,Clauss,Uncle Henry, Kane, as he went out of sight...............................................
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