The Spirit That Stayed
the children awoke,
and climbed from their beds,
then hurried downstairs,
to see what he'd left.
to the tree in the lounge,
that stands beautifully bright,
there were presents for missy,
and presents for mike.
the beer can was empty,
so then they believed,
that santa clause came,
in his sleigh christmas eve.
the parents they cuddled,
'merry christmas' my dear,
lets spend with our kids,
the best day of the year.
and who am i you ask,
well im it in a way,
im the spirit of christmas
that stayed for the day.
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