The Night Before runDisney

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'twas the night before runDisney, when all thro' Jambo House, Not a character was stirring, not even The Mouse; The compression socks where hung on the balcony with care, In the realization that the wakeup call was ever so near (*1); The children were nestled on the pull out sofa beds, While visions of Dole Whips and Mickey Ears danc'd in their heads, And Mama in her running skirt and I in my wicking cap, Had just settled our brains for a very short nap (*2) -- When out in the night arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, And tripped over the souvenirs on which I spent all my cash.
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