The snow is white and pure

Christmas music caresses the soul

Twinkling stars in the sky

Tremendous measures have taken  place

To make sure the tree stays

Upright

Presents are leaning

And the dreaming began last year

As the decorations were put away

The sleighs, the bulbs,  the lights

Appeared this year no sooner

The children leave out milk

and the silk chocolate cookies

This eve couldn’t be any fancier

For Santa

The house is the brightest on the block

And we know he doesn’t need to knock

The chimney is clean

And I know i’m gleaming

It’s fair to say

we’ve paid with our deeds

And now it’s time to reap

Merry Christmas


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