Twas the night before (Minecraft) Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not an entity was stirring, not even a stove.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Notch soon would be there.


The villagers were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of diamonds danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.


When out on the yard I heard my roof dislodged,
I sprang from the bed to see if it was St Notch.
Away to the window I flew like a ghast,
Opened the glass at what seemed like long last.


The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes see mighty forces,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight large horses.


With a little old driver, so lively and posh,
I knew in a moment it must be St Notch.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!


"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"


As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of goodies, and St Notch too.


And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Notch came with a bound.


He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his Fedora was tarnished with ash and soot.
A bundle of goodies he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.


His eyes-how they twinkled! his fedora how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as brown as Swedish wood.


The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!


He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.


He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!


He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"


Merry Christmas from the Powered by Redstone team!

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RavenM
December 24, 2013 at 10:00 AM delete

His cheeks were like . It should be poppies, since roses aren't in Minecraft anymore.

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Kevin Hoang
December 24, 2013 at 11:36 AM delete

Will MCPE 0.9.0 have betas before the release

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sindor112000
December 25, 2013 at 4:50 AM delete

awesome job merry christmas!

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agentundertaker
December 25, 2013 at 7:38 AM delete

Nice!!!!!!!! did u do that by urself???

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TheImplyer
December 25, 2013 at 7:49 AM delete

dude this isn't the right place to ask that

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pittpenguin123
January 7, 2014 at 2:32 AM delete

yes they r

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