His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, and the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
Clement Clarke MooreThe children were nestled all snug in their beds,while visions of sugar plums danced in their heads.
Clement Clarke MooreHis droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, and the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
Clement Clarke MooreThe children were nestled all snug in their beds,while visions of sugar plums danced in their heads.
Clement Clarke Moore