Twas the Night before Christmas Poem
SOSF STYLE
Twas the week before Christmas, when all through the store
Not a machine was quiet, trying to churn out even more.
The Matilda stabilizer was hung by the Entrepreneur with care,
Knowing that Christmas soon would be there.
The Matilda thread was nestled
on thread stands getting ready to sew,
While visions of beautiful designs
that will soon be done, that we all know.
When all at once there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the chair to see what was the matter.
Lights were blinking and flashing away, Running again, and stitching merrily along
More beautiful projects that cost but a song.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
An IBroidery design in the form of a reindeer.
I could not resist so I downloaded it quick,
I then started to search for one of St Nick.
More rapid than lightneing the download came,
I saved it and then gave it a cute Sew On-Sew Forth name!
Now on to my Quattro I moved with a jerk
That snowman sure will make placement quick work.
All set up and stitching it started to fly,
I moved to my serger, with a gleam in my eye.
With nimble fingers I threaded it quick
So easy to use I was done in a lick
And, as the nite got long I enjoyed my fun,
I sewed, embroidered and serged till up came the sun.
Next I packaged and wrapped all the gifts I just did make,
It was all the fun and glee I could take.
Now off to bed I go light of heart,
And dream of stitches, and hooping and quilting parts.
A true bundle of joy made by lovingly by me,
The faces and looks of joy I cannot wait to see.
As I drifted off to sleep,
I heard soft music in the background start to play.
And someplace near by I heard someone shout and say,
Merry Christmas to all,
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