Will the Real Santa Claus Please Rise
As Time
draws near.
Yes, Time so often
defense.
I know it was
in my destiny to be
A good husband and father.
What was it,
That I was supposed to have done.
Time, soon here.
Yet, I wonder
what Santa Claus looks like.
I think I saw him once,
Riding His horse through a park.
Time
to hear!
“Snow”, whisper the skies outside.
My earth, a blanket of white.
A miracle occurred tonight.
Santa Claus appeared.
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