Tom: You will know in the morning.
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| (r ock) | (l oud) | hung |
| st ock ing | cl oud s | be fore |
THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
It was the night before Christmas.
Baby hung up her stocking.
She hung it by the big fire-place.
Tom hung his there, too.
“Come, Baby,” said Tom.
“We must go to bed.
You know who comes to-night.”