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There was a little tree

Once upon a time
 There was a little tree
 He hoped and prayed
 He would grow up tall
 Like all the other pine trees.
 For all he wanted is to be picked
 As a family Christmas tree.
 He seen how happy 
 After hanging a few ornaments 
 People was so pleased.
 Once upon a time
 this little pine tree who grew
 and grew and was chosen
 By you know who?
 To stand by the stables 
 Where baby Jesus 
 Layed cradled. 
 This little now grown up pine tree
 was overwhelmed
 With beautiful decorations .
 While three Wiseman 
 Came from afar
 As they were told by God
 To follow a star.
 Once upon a time
 Jesus Christ was born
 And gifts were given by three.
 But there got to be so many,
 they had to place a pine tree
 near this shed.
 Because it so much better
 To give than receive .
 God was so pleased
 At this now beautiful pine tree.
 And so he called it our nation
 Christmas tree. (Wink)
 But only for those who

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