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Mrs Christmas

It was Christmas Eve in the city,

And the big toy shop had closed,

There were no toys left for Bob and Beth,

Their 'Dear Santa' delayed by the snow.


Santa hadn't an inkling,

Two souls with no mum and no dad,

It amounted to this, they were not on his list,

So their gifts were not in his bag.


Mrs Christmas came to the rescue,

A surrogate Santa as such,

As the gifts mounted high, Bob and Beth swore they spied,

A good fairy covered in soot.

© Joseph G Dawson
20/11/2018 and earlier

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