A Futuristic Christmas
Santa moves from pole to pole,
bearing gifts for all those who woke up
to see Christmas. He flies so fast he
appears like a shooting star.
Reindeers cannot transform to sparks
in the starry night sky; a flying, red cadillac
can! Magic is its engine and fuel - magic
created from the happiness of every
boy and child.
Date: 19/11/2015
Contest: A FUTURISTIC CHRISTMAS
Sponsor: Mystic Rose
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