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Merry Midnight Delight
Silver bells charm young listeners,
As scintillating trinkets are admired,
Golden baubles reflect the smiles,
Delighted squeals escape from ecstatic lips as,
Unending wreaths of love and faith eye,
Mistletoe hung up so high,
To watch over as mysterious figures,
Hurry to pack up surprise delights,
In beaten sheets of silver,
Red ribbons to ensure,
That hope finds each child,
As fountains sing a song their own,
Partridges sing in pear trees,
As swans swim in crystal lakes,
And four calling birds all cry,
We declare to all hereby,
The Twelve Days of Christmas are best to fare,
Wishing you a Merry Christmas this year.
Copyright ©
Rashi Soni
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