’Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the room,
Not a creature was stirring no click, spin, or boom.
The stockings were hung by the fireplace with care,
Dreams of big wins and good fortune hung warm in the air. 🎄✨
The fire softly crackled, the cocoa ran hot,
Snow danced outside in a glittering plot.
With laughter and luck in a festive embrace,
Hope twinkled bright on each smiling face.
Then Santa winked softly and said with a grin,
“May joy be your present let the holidays win.” 🎅🎁
Stake - Doozles87