'Twas the night before this one, when all through the house A creature was stirring, wearing a bromidic blouse. The camera was charged, lens polished with care In hopes that a reddit gifts package would soon be there.

The post parcel was tracked all day and all night While visions of t-shirts caused me delight And lego-head in her 'kerchief, and I in my shirt, Had just settled down for a big bowl o' sherbet.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The streetlight on the breast of the new-fallen rain Gave a shimmering sheen to spilled car octane. When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature truck, and surely not Shakespeare.

With a middle-aged driver, assured non-shirker I knew in a moment, it must be the postal worker More rapid than an eagle the letters he brought And he whistled, and shouted, and left boxes where he ought

"Damn Ebay! damn Amazon! boxes heavy and large! I hate carrying cartons, not gonna lie Marge. To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall! Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"

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He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, dropping off boxes, then turned with a jerk. A package for me had been left with a thump And giving a nod, back to his truck he did jump

He drove from the lot, but I gave not a notice the package I spied caused a lump in my glottis. But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight, "Happy Reddit to all, and to all a good-night!"