|Copyright: Manoj Olikara (olikara) (20)|
|Date Taken: 2011-12-19|
|Camera: Canon EOS 600D|
|Exposure: f/4.5, 1/10 seconds|
|More Photo Info: [view]|
|Photo Version: Original Version|
|Date Submitted: 2012-01-15 3:49|
|[Note Guidelines] Photographer's Note|
|He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; |
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a peddler just opening his sack.
His eyes how they twinkled! His dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry; His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow. The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face, and a little round belly That shook when he laughed like a bowl fully of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, --a right jolly old elf--
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.
Clement C. Moore (1822)
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