Night before chrismas

At home near the north pole
Elves are packing the sleigh
For merry old soul

The reinfeer are sheltered in the stable
From the coming of thenights cold weather

The workshop's still busy building last
Minutes toys for the kind & wonderful boys &
Girls

Santa pressing his red suit combing his grey old hairs thinking of the good boys&girls of the year

Out in the warm & quiet stable
The reindeers still couldn't sleep you could've
heard a pin dropped

Santa is looking out at the snow falling down
The smile on his face suddenly became a sad little frown
The wind is blowing so hard the doors of the workshop's
are banging one clever elve said to santa why do we do this again santa said because the children feels happy its also a good thing

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