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The Night Before Christmas


Twas the night
Before Christmas,
And all through the land,
All the people
Were rushing
With shopping in hand.
They were tripping
And falling
With too much to do,
And wrapping
And tying
And still cooking too.
Then all of a sudden
At midnight so sweet,
There came a loud patter,
Of Santa's big feet.
As children were dreaming
And parents were too,
Poor Santa in pain,
Rushed to the loo.
He'd had too much chocolate
And cookies and cake.
Poor Santa now had
A big belly ache!

Joy Weare.
24th December, 2004.

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