‘Twas the weekend before Christmas, when all through the North End 

Not a Walsh had his life together, not even his friends; 

The parties were planned by the foodies with care, 

In hopes that Wes and Erin would soon find their way there; 

The men were stressing over last minute shopping lists and plans, 

While the ladies were busy with work and nesting and finding the right paella pans; 

When out in the dining room there arose such a clatter, 

The Halsted dogs sprang from their beds to see what was the matter; 

They whistled and shouted and called each other names, 

While the secrets and announcements and surprises quickly came; 

So onto another adventure they flew 

With the sleigh full of Walshes, and the Commodore too– 

As they continued arguing and clamoring around, 

Down the road an unexpected visitor came with a bound; 

But it wasn’t long until couples were all nestled snug in their beds, 

With new memories of steamy holiday nights dancing in their heads.

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