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The Christmas Spirit. I am the Christmas spirit who fills you all with joy, I fly through the sky to all little girls and boys. I have to be quiet though so no one can hear, for if I slip and lose my grip you will all know that I am near. I stumble down the chimney trying not to catch elite, because if I did, you may all wake with a fright. I tip toe through the lounge as quiet as can be, to get to the mantle piece for my milk and cookies that you all had left me. Now I am content, and it is time that I must go. Up the chimney into my sled off to work I must go. So please be good for your parents, because it is Christmas time you now know, and I am the Christmas spirit I know all their is to know. |
Additional Notes:
For all the good boys and girls.
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