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The Saint Is In the House

Their was a clammer On the chimney Movement about, I couldn't believe it Some-one just knocked Santa out ------ Old Saint Nick was out Like a light So, as to say Merry Christmas to all And to all good night But, The burglars' were hood's ------- Santa hung out carrying a bag Poor Saint Nick They took everything He had No tinny tinney reindeer No toy's for the kid's And they took his wallet They also took his What you ma call it O'h, yes they did They also took one Of his tinny reindeer ------ But ------ Rudolph did hide He hide some where inside He didn't have his money But he still had his pride' ------ He did know that it was Christmas So, he did had to slide Their were so many children Those poor little soul's They could not be denied ------ If not for the sake of anything' He will just have to see you outside ------ We wish you a Merry Christmas And a Awsome Fourth of July ------ Because that is what it will be The next time that those Hoods' come by And all the little children They shouldn't have to cry The next time I see them They will get pepper in their eye I am sorry I lost those toy's They were all that we had ----- What else can go wrong And it is kind of sad But that is what happens When Santa goe's bad ---- Santa was had and mad Again GF *****Note:******** The following weekend their was a add in the paper for one tinney Reindeer..... Another add said: Reinder for ransome; Santa need not answer.....

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