'Twas The Night Before Christmas

Eleonore Johnson at Teknowledge

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'Twas the nocturnal segment of the diurnal period preceding the annual Yuletide 
	celebration, and throughout our place of residence, kinetic activity was not 
	in evidence among possessors of this potential, including that species of 
	domestic rodent knows as Mus musculus. 
Hosiery was meticulously suspended from the forward edge of the wood burning 
	caloric apparatus, persuant to our anticipatory pleasure regarding an 
	imminent visitation from an eccentric philanthropist among whose folkloric 
	appellations is the honorific title of St. Nicholas.
The prepubescent siblings, comfortably ensconced in their respective accommodations 
	of repose, were experiencing subconscious visual hallucinations of variegated 
	fruit confections moving rhythmically through their cerebrums. 
My conjugal partner and I, attired in our nocturnal head coverings, were about to take
	slumbrous advantage of the hibernal darkness when upon the avenaceous exterior 
	portion of the grounds there ascended such a cacophony of dissonance that I
	felt compelled to arise with alacrity from my place of repose for the
	purpose of ascertaining the precise source thereof.
Hastening to the casement, I forthwith opened the barriers sealing this fenestration, 
	noting thereupon that the lunar brilliance without, reflected as it was on the
	surface of a recent crystalline precipitation, might be said to rival that of 
	the solar meridian itself -- thus permitting my incredulous optical sensory 
    	organs to behold a miniature airborne runnered conveyance drawn by eight diminutive
	specimens of the genus Rangifer, piloted by a minuscule aged chauffer so ebullient 
	and numble that it became instantly apparent to me that he was indeed our 
	anticipated caller. 
With his ungulate motive power travelling at what may possibly have been more vertiginous 
	velocity that patriotic alar predators, he vociferated loudly, expelled breath 
	musically through contracted labia, and addressed of the octet by his or her 
	respective cognomen - "Now Dasher, now Dancer..." et al. - quiding them to the 
	uppermost exterior level of our abode, through which structure I could readily 
	distinguish the concatenations of each of the 32 cloven pedal extremities. 
As I retracted my cranium from its erstwhile location, and was performing a 180 - degree 
	pivot, our distinguished visitant achieved - with utmost celerity and via a 
	downward leap - entry by way of the smoke passage. 
He was clad entirely in animal pelts soiled by the ebony residue from the oxidations of
	carboniferous fuels which had accumulated on the walls thereof. His resemblance 
	to a street vendor I attributed largely to the plethora of assorted playthings
	which he bore dorsally in a commodious cloth receptacle.
His orbs were scintillant with reflected luminosity, while his submaxillary dermal 
	indentations gave every evidence of engaging amiability. The capillaries of his 
	malar regions and nasal appurtenance were engorged with blood which suffused
	the subcutaneous layers, the former approximating the coloration of Albion's floral
	emblem, the latter that of the Prunus avium, or sweet cherry. 
His amusing sub - and supralabials resembled nothing so much as a common loop knot, and 
	their ambient hirsute facial adornment appeared like small, tabular and columnar 
	crystals of frozen water. 
Clenched firmly between his incisors was a smoking piece whose grey fumes, forming a 
	tenuous ellipse about his occiput, were suggestive of a decorative seasonal 
	circlet of holly. His visage was wider than it was high, and when he waxed 
	audibly mirthful, his corpulent abdominal region undulated in the manner of 
	impectinated fruit syrup in a hemispherical container. 
He was, in short, neither more nor less than an obese, jocund, multigenarian gnome, the 
	optical perception of whom rendered me visibly frolicsome despite every effort 
	to refrain from so being. By rapidly lowering and then raising one eyelid and 
	rotating his head slightly to one side, he indicated that trepidation on my part 
	was groundless.
Without utterance and with dispatch, he commenced filling the aforementioned appended 
	hosiery with various of the aforementioned articles of merchandise extracted 
	from his aforementioned previously dorsally transported cloth receptacle. 
Upon completion of this task, he executed an abrupt about-face, placed a single manual 
	digit in lateral juxtaposition to his olfactory organ, inclined his cranium forward 
	in a gesture of leave-taking, and forthwith affected his egress by renegotiating 
	(in reverse) the smoke passage. 
He then propelled himself in a short vector onto his conveyance, directed a musical 
	expulsion of air through his contracted oral sphincter to the antlered quadrupeds 
	of burden, and proceeded to soar aloft in a movement hitherto observable chiefly 
	among the seed-bearing portions of a common weed. 
But I overheard his parting exclamation, audible immediately prior to his vehiculation beyond 
	the limits of visibility: "Ecstatic yuletide to the plenary constituency, and to that 
	selfsame assemblage, my sincerest wishes for a salubriously beneficial and 
	gratifyingly pleasurable period between sunset and dawn."
   


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