• 'Twas the night before , when all through the house
    every a creature was stirring, except a mouse;
    The hats were put on with care,
    In hopes that 2009 soon would be there;

    The children were jumping on their beds,
    While visions of school danced in their heads;
    And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
    Had just settled down for for the 2009 count down.
    When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
    I sprang from the couch to see what was the matter.

    Away to the window I flew like a flash,
    Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
    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 should appear,
    But a sleigh with 4 numbers and a brand new year.
    2009 and come at last. everyone counted down, as 2008 started to pass.


    It wasn't long, before they began. The counting came, and 2009 shook 2008 hand.
    Then 2008 climbed into the sleigh, and rode away into the memories we save.

    2009 turned to us a said. "Now it's all past your bedtime, so up into bed."