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Do You Ever Wonder Where Santa Goes After Christmas
Do you ever wonder where Santa goes after Christmas? When Christmas is finally over, Do you wonder where Santa does go? More important, should I tell you? As it is a secret, you know! He goes to somewhere, it is hot. I really do kid you not. He takes Rudolph and the reindeer too. He really does I’m telling you. On a hot beach, they frolic all day. And in the sea cool off I say. And Santa Claus, what does he do? Paddles up to his knees, he do. The reindeer all splash and swim about. Santa sun bathes, he does like that. Mother Christmas has a pamper day. For the whole week the elves do say. Oh the elves are away too. Visiting their families, that’s what they do. In woods and forests everywhere. Where their families live I declare. When their holidays are at an end All go back to Toyland refreshed as friends. Then they all start on next year’s work. All say it’s nice and no one shirks. So I hope your presents were alright. The ones we delivered on Christmas Eve night. Hope we got your address right As it was very dark that night. Santa’s holiday was soon at an end. Where he goes, I cannot say. As that’s the secret I cannot tell. Or I’ll never get presents as well. So don’t forget all next year. Be good, be kind, can you hear? Keep your toys in good shape. Put them all away at night. And next year, all will be alright. Signed The Christmas Fairy. P.S. Don’t tell Santa, I told you, will you?
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