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Winter turned quickly cold and frosty, and the air was bitter.
Santa had lost a huge sack of goodies off of his packed litter.
Three tiny cherubs Hope, Faith and Love ran to tell this tale grim.
They did not have much luck, for many could not see them.

We need a child! Hope said. Faith and Love agreed.
Children are sometimes more open, their minds more freed.
They whispered in ears up and down the forest that night.
They tried to get someone to understand the dire plight.

At last a girl named Emmy who had a heart of pure gold.
Woke up, instantly understanding the tale the cherubs told.
She called for her unicorn, Lovely Little Flying Blue.
They loaded up the sack and began to seek Santa too.

They almost caught him in Spain, and again in Germany.
But alas, he was fast moving, more agile than most men can be.
He is Santa Claus, after all, so he has magical mystical ways.
Let’s ask God to help us, Emmy said. They all gave the Lord praise.

The Lord heard and helped them catch up to Santa in time.
He was grateful and said they had saved the day, simply sublime!
Emmy gave credit to Hope, Faith, and Love, three angel beings.
To know the rest of the story, you must sleep, which is all freeing.

During your sleep the remainder of the story will kindly reveal.
All of the rest of what happened, in azures and teal.
Just remember that even in the bleak of winter, when all seems lost.
Little Lord Jesus will help you, and there will be no cost.

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