"Twas the night before Thanksgiving when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a cat,
The fall leaves were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that the Turkey soon would be there;
The kitties were nestled all snug in their beds;
While visions of drumsticks danced in their heads;
And Gillie in her 'kerchief, and Sully in his cap,
Had just settled with Ansel for a long winter's nap."
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