Tis the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
But glowing screens flickered with hope and delight,
As dreamers stayed up chasing fortune that night.
The stockings were hung with a gambler’s belief,
That luck comes to those who persist through defeat.
Then out on the lawn there arose such a cheer,
It wasn’t just Santa — good fortune was near.
With a wink and a grin, the night whispered true,
That Christmas brings magic for me and for you.
So I closed my eyes smiling, one thought in my head:
May luck find us all before morning’s first spread. 🎄✨
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