Santa An Angel
Christmas is on the corner
And Santa rings the bell
He brings gifts in his red bag maybe a car or a new cell
He comes from North Pole where it's very cold
And he likes to drink hot chocolate and eat some chocolate mould
For him all are equal no one is rich no one is poor
He helps everybody and grants their wish just like an Angel
He is the one who has no hatred only love
Though he is a little plump and curve,
His laugh is what makes the world laugh
Our smile means the world to him
Let's promise ourselves that not to trouble our angel by being a bad child,
Let's promise ourselves that not to get wild,
We love our angel our SANTA!!!
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