‘Twas the night before Christmas, with downtown locked tight. But streetlights were twinkling, Like stars in the night.
Maggie Lane was closing, 12 Threads had shut down. Blackwell’s store windows, spread light all around.
Artisan’s Gallery was closed for three days.
Folks Art Café had emptied its trays. One shopper still lurking in tinsel and glare, Still hunting for gifts his reindeer could bear.
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