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Santa Never Came

Santa never paid me a visit as i was growing up For our village was so far from the north pole And there was no snow for his deer's to land on Christmas growing up was often rainy and muddy Tales of Santa i came to read on books and comics But slaughtering a cockerel or two was the routine Relatives coming together was also very common Yes we had to have new clothes for Christmas Yes Christmas mood was so infectious to us all But the good ho! ho! Santa never showed up I didn't mind though for always we had a feast Later when i grew up and moved to the big city I met Santa in the entrances of shopping malls At the cathedral he was allotted a nativity spot Santa never paid me a visit when i was growing up But i always enjoyed the spirit and mood of christmas

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