I thought I'd cleaned up the party then though I was still in disarray. We'd washed and scrubed all through the dim light but stains they would only stay. My poor uncle he pooped in his fright when he saw the games that we played. My niece won games all through the dark night and yet we all heard her say: "Santa knows what we think we might hide. None should ever try to begin thinking with him you could strive to talk and debate out of your sin. We should all apologize to the red man outside and to the one in. For Santa Claus dwells in us as much as he dwells with away with his kin." We were all shocked by her wisdom as she was just a child of three She ran and laughed in the moon's bright light and climbed right up a tall tree. We did eat bread and with honey bite in to ripe fruit sweet as can be. But none of it could be as sweet as you my darling, don't you see.