Christmas Galore
Waking up knowing mom was right
Shaking dad until he's vile
Can't wait to open that new kite
Sprinting down the stairs with sight
Of Santa giving gifts, gives me a smile
Waking up knowing mom was right
The glittery gift wrap gives me a fight
But once it's off, it's in a pile
Can't wait to open that new kite
That Barbie kite shined so bright
I wanted one so bad, I couldn't wait even a while
Waking up knowing mom was right
The kite had a lot of flight
it was in the air, higher than a mile
Couldn't wait to open that new kite
I held the kite string tight
Showing it off in style,
Waking up knowing mom was right
Couldn't wait to open that new kite
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