. St. Nicholas [serial]. ins have been drawn, and it is night. §^^fHi|§H^|4 hI&^H They do not wish to play ; they talk no more :Put them away and close the cupboard door. TOMMY TOYMAN. When the little children Are all asleep in bed,Comes old Tommy Toyman, With his noiseless tread. No one sees him coming,Creeping up the stairs, In the tasseled nightcapThat he always wears. A pair of great round spectaclesHe has upon his nose, And straight up to the nurseryAnd to the toys he goes. When old Tommy Toyman Finds the little toysTorn and scratched and broken By careless girls and boys, He sends each o
. St. Nicholas [serial]. ins have been drawn, and it is night. §^^fHi|§H^|4 hI&^H They do not wish to play ; they talk no more :Put them away and close the cupboard door. TOMMY TOYMAN. When the little children Are all asleep in bed,Comes old Tommy Toyman, With his noiseless tread. No one sees him coming,Creeping up the stairs, In the tasseled nightcapThat he always wears. A pair of great round spectaclesHe has upon his nose, And straight up to the nurseryAnd to the toys he goes. When old Tommy Toyman Finds the little toysTorn and scratched and broken By careless girls and boys, He sends each one bad dreams,To dance above their heads; So all night they see them,Whirling round their beds. But when Tommy Toyman Finds that, after play,The toys are all in order, And neatly put away, Then puff! he blows the good dreams,Like bubbles, shining bright, To float above the childrens headsAnd round their beds all night: That s what Tommy Toyman Does, I ve heard it said,When the little children Are all asleep in
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