Transcript for Bill Clinton as Storyteller
-- the night before Christmas. When all all through the house. Not a creature was stirring not even -- The stockings were harmed by the chimney with care. And hopes that saint Nicholas soon would be there. The children were nestled all snug in there. While visions of sugar plums danced in there. And mama in her current chief and in my cap. Had just settled our brains for a long winters. Went out on the lawn there arose such a clatter. I sprang from my bed to see what was. He was dressed all in -- From his head -- -- And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and -- A bundle of toys he had flung on his back. And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack. His eyes how they -- His dimples how merry. His cheeks were like roses. His nose like a share a his droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow. And the beard on his -- was as white as. The stop of a pipe -- he held tight in his teeth. And the smoke it encircled his head like a -- He had a broad face and a little round belly. -- shook when he laughed like a bowl full of -- He was chubby and flop -- right jolly old elf and I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself. A wink of his eye and a twist of his head soon gave -- didn't know I had nothing to dread. He spoke not a word but went straight to work. And filled all the stockings. Then turned with a jerk. And laying his finger aside of his nose and giving a nod up the chimney he rose. He sprang to his sleigh. To his team gave -- whistle. And away they all flew like that down of the missile. But I heard him exclaim. Ere he drove out of side. Merry Christmas to all and to all hey good. Good job. Her daughter did all the -- Good for you it's a wonderful story in the.
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