Santa comes but once a year
Riding on
his sleigh
From his North
Pole HQ
With gifts
for Christmas day
Santa comes
down your chimney.
To fill
your Christmas stockings
With nuts,
fruit and candy
And all
kinds of wonderful things
So,
remember on Christmas Eve
To be good
girls and boys
Or Santa
won’t come
To bring
you lots of toys
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