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Waiting To See Santas Feet

Filled with magical dreams the boy’s still sat and wait with their eyes gleaming bodies wiggling and screaming The fireplace roaring waiting to see Santa’s feet The turkey is cooking my stomach is growling I want to eat frosty lays flat upon the ground ready to be rolled around Filled with magical dreams the boy’s still sat and wait Apple pie caught my eye with rolls and butter on my plate Miracle on 34th street on TV with popcorn and candy The fireplace roaring waiting to see Santa’s feet As we watched the cat play with his cat nip Santa bait the clock struck nine with the children's eyes still, filled with magical dreams the boy’s still sat and wait Excitement started to dwindle they both looked frustrated Yet, their determination is what they had looking at The fireplace roaring waiting to see Santa’s feet Then a debate how bells, angels and wings were created This went on for hours then the show was over and still filled with magical dreams the boy’s still sit and wait The fireplace roaring waiting to see Santa’s feet Contest: Deck The Halls Sponsored By: Joseph May Date Created: 12/22/2020

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