An 1823 poem by Clement Clarke Moore about a visit from [[SantaClaus St. Nick]]. Originally titled and also known as "A Visit from St. Nicholas".

[[ Here it is as read by none other than the trumpet master Louis Armstrong, himself.]]

!! The poem contains the following tropes:

* AdaptationDistillation: The poem crystallizes a number of ideas about St. Nicholas first found in Washington Irving's ''Knickerbocker History of New York''.
* BigFun: St. Nicholas has "a broad face, and a little round belly / That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly."
* ChristmasElves: St Nick ''himself'' is described as an 'elf' here, making this debatably the UrExample.
* HollywoodDarkness: Played with. "The moon on the crest of the newfallen snow / Gave a lustre of midday to objects below."
* SantaClaus: You were expecting maybe the EasterBunny?
* SmokingIsCool: "The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth / And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath." Of course, [[{{Bowdlerise}} modern depictions of Santa don't usually smoke.]]
* TropeCodifier: As stated above, this little poem etched in stone a lot of the core image we have of SantaClaus.