Twas the morning of Christmas
3:30 to be exact.
When out of the dark
Came a wandering boy
I think Santa came
he said with such glee.
Mom and Dad were sleeping
All snuggled in bed,
Come get in with us
They begged sleepily.
Every hour to follow
he would awake,
something's noisy,
is it morining ?
His words would say.
Giving in to demands
we turned on tv.
Please watch these we plead
so we can just snooze.
Shortly thereafter
the others arose,
excited and jumping
it's Christmas morn.
Merry Christmas!!!!
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