Twas the Night Before Christmas

T'was the night before Christmas,
And all through the home,
Only one creature was stirring,
A late night scrapper alone.

While she cropped and she trimmed,
Under her breath she was muttering,
"He hid my darn Tape Runner"
The poor wife was stuttering!

When out on the lawn
There arose such a clatter,
She sprang from her table,
And dropped her pens with a splatter.

Away to the window
She flew like a flash,
Thinking maybe it was UPS
Bringing more of her stash!

But what to her wondering eyes
Should appear,
But a miniature (die cut) sleigh
And 8 (sticker) reindeer!

With a little old driver
So lively and quick
She knew right away
It was jolly old St. Nick.

He carried a sack
Filled up to the brim
With paper packs, triangles,
And die cuts crammed in.

There were combo packs, stickers,
And snap packs galore,
There was even a Joy Album
Not available in stores!

He went quickly to work,
Stowing it all under her tree,
The papers, the decorations
And all Acid Free!

"The Decorative Cart is heavy!"
She heard him exclaim,
Then he turned to his reindeer
And called them by name:
"On Buyer and Stasher,
Puncher and Cropper.
On Scrapper, on Matter,
On Trimmer and Cutter."

And he sprang to his sleigh
But before he could leave
The woman yelled, "STOP!"
And pulled a camera from her sleeve.

She snapped some quick photos
For future keepsake,
Thinking all the while
Of the layout she'd make!

And she heard him exclaim
When she finally let him go
"Happy Scrapping to All"
And to all, "HO HO HO!"