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It happen one Christmas
Oh yes, it is true
That Santa was sick 
In his bed with the flu
He had a bad cough
And his nose ran all day
He tried ever capsule, 
Every syrup and spray
He even sipped herbs
That were made into tea
And took all the vitamins
From A down to Z
He thought that this Christmas
He'd sure have to bail 
It wasn't 'til then
He started reading his mail
He started with one
Then opened another
There were letters from
Parents and sisters and brothers
They wrote, that they counted 
On him every year
To know he was coming
Would dry every tear
And make them start thinking 
Of others instead
And all of the kindness
And caring He'd spread
It took him a while
But he read every letter
And the more that he read
He started feeling better
He knew in his heart
What his heart had to do
Was to get out of bed
And shake off the flu
Then his feet hit the floor
Once again he stood tall
And found that their love
The best medicine of all

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