Wrangler Santa
Rudolph bailed, said “Florida’s call’n me” Nick
But fleet on his feet, ol Santa’s too quick
Once again, he’s gone rope’n
A replacement he’s hop’en
By Christmas, Rudy’s heart’ll be homesick
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