Christmas Time
the Christmas wreaths are hanging
from door to door
the Christmas tree shines bright
in in every house galore
don't forget the stockings
and the presents too
on this glorious night
a feeling comes to you
a feeling of love
that the company gives
and when you go to bed
Santa Claus lives
By: Kylie Arello
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