'Twas the night before Christmas, all was ready to go:St. Nick and his deer had a full sleigh in tow, When Nick slipped on ice and then tried to grab holdOf the brake, which popped back and just knocked him out cold! Mrs. Claus came out, running, as quick as a wink,To give poor aching Santa a soothing hot drink. "Sip slowly, my dear,"she quite anxiously said."Are you able to travel? Should I go instead?" Excerpted from The Night Before Christmas in North Carolina by Sue Carabine All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.
