Santa, I've Been Nice
Whiteness falling, whirling, white swift volley
In the crisp hushed winter's cold bite degree.
Nipping flakes; light-dark night body lolly.
Gathers on glass pane quite liberally.
Dusk begins to wane, relaxing white sea.
Whiteness falling, whirling, white swift volley.
I wake up with the halls deck with holly.
Daze, dash down the halls, dive under the tree.
Nipping flakes; light-dark night body lolly.
Filled with light, I'm in heaven most jolly.
I cheer on one knee, "Christmas gifts for me!"
Whiteness falling, whirling, white swift volley.
The dawn brought new-fallen snow. Oh! Golly!
Outside world cloak in white glitter to see.
Nipping flakes; light-dark night body lolly.
Hope Santa knows I've been nice, wishfully.
There wouldn't be a single toy; yes siree.
Whiteness falling, whirling, white swift volley,
Nipping flakes; light-dark night body lolly.
12/19/2020
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