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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