Santa's Big Night
Santa's Big Night
“Whoa!” Santa screams,
And the reindeer freeze,
Skidding to a stop
On the old rooftop.
Dressed in a coat of red,
He jumps from the sled,
And then, with a wink
And quick as a mink,
Down the chimney he goes
With a sack full of toys.
Then, in a sneeze,
He’s up in a breeze,
Flying out of sight,
Waving to all,
“Merry Christmas!
And a good night!”
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