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’Tis the night before Christmas, and all through the house, Not a creature is stirring - except for one mouse. Little Mortimer Mouse, with fur soft and gray, Had waited all year for this magical day. While the family slept soundly, wrapped warm in their beds, He scampered downstairs with grand plans in his head. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, But Mortimer noticed one stocking wasn’t there. The smallest one, belonging to little Eliza, Who’d moved to the attic because of her sneezes. “Poor Eliza,” he squeaked, “up there all alone, No stocking to fill on Christmas, oh no!” So he gathered his courage (though trembling with fright) And set out to fix things this very night. He tugged on a ribbon, he pulled on a bow, He dragged down the stocking through new-fallen snow (That had drifted indoors from a crack in the sill - Mortimer used it to slide with a thrill). He raided the kitchen for crumbs of delight: A sliver of cheese and a cookie half-bite, A peppermint drop and a chocolate so fine, A thimble of cocoa, a raisin from wine. Then up the big chimney he bravely did climb, Covered in soot from his tail to his spine. He zipped to the attic, as quick as a wink, And filled Eliza’s stocking right up to the brink. But oh! What a clatter - he knocked over a box! The family awoke to the sound of small knocks. They rushed to the attic with flashlights aglow, And there stood Mortimer, caught in the show. His tiny paws frozen, his whiskers a-quiver, He braced for a scolding - or worse, a swatter delivered. But Eliza just gasped, then smiled ear to ear, “It’s a Christmas mouse! He brought presents here!” Her parents, astonished, then started to grin, As Mortimer bowed with a shy little spin. They lifted him gently and carried him down, To the fireplace warm in his soot-covered gown. They gave him a saucer of milk by the fire, A crumb of the finest fruitcake to desire. And Eliza declared, with a hug soft and tight, “You’re part of our Christmas from this very night.” So while visions of sugarplums danced in their heads, Mortimer snuggled in dollhouse beds. And Eliza whispered, as embers glowed bright, “Happy Christmas to all, and to Mortimer - good night!” And that, dear friend, curled up by the fire’s warm glow, Is the tale of the bravest small mouse I know. May your own Christmas Eve be as cozy and sweet, With stockings all filled and warm socks on your feet. Merry Christmas to you, and to all a good night! 🎄 Stake id : 21MadNess21

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