John smiled a bit "I hope my dad wasn`t too Betty crocker crazed today but I`m most likely wrong" He said laughing a bit as they were almost to his yard not noticing any ice well because he was looking at all the pretty lights that were hung up.
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, tapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more."