Santa Claus and the Mouse

I thought you wouldn't mind. If I should stay awake the night in what you for a while, you are very welcome, little mouse," said Sande. What a smile. And then he fooled us, talking up before the mouse could wink. From toe to top, from top to toe, there wasn't left the shink. Now they won't hold another thing," said Sande clawed with pride.

A twinkle came in the mouse eye, but humbly he replied. It not polite the contradict, you pardon me, I implore, but in the fullest stuck in there, me I could put one thing more. O whole abstend it, silly Mars, don't I know how to pack?

By filling stuck in all these years, me I should have learned the knack. And then he took the stuck in dawn, from where it hangs so high, and said, Now put in one thing more I'll give you leave to try.

the masses chuckled to himself, and then he softly stole, right to the stockings crowded tow and gnawed in little oil. Now, if you pretty is good, Sandy Claus, me are put in one thing more, for you alone that little oil was not in there before. Our Sandy Claus did laugh and laugh, and then he gave it spoke, well, you shall have a Christmas she's for

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