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That was an extraordinary Christmas eve for Santa to remember.
In colorful fancy wraps he packed all the gifts through the night,
loaded them on the sleigh until the dawn’s first sunlight shined,
when on snow-laid track the reindeer led by Rudolph charged.

After a while chilled breeze stopped flowing across Santa’s face,
warm winds blowing over palm trees and sands soon greeted him,
that turned in a twist of fate into a strong gust of steamy rainstorm.
He had gone off course, got stranded in Florida, found no way out.

Rudolph was confused, the reindeer stood still in the blinding rain,
but Santa had to move, he had gifts to give to the waiting children.
With magical flick of reins, he made the reindeer leap, the sleigh soar,
resumed his journey north to complete his job on white Christmas eve.

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