• Well its about that time,
    The special time of year,
    When all the kids are creeping,
    Trying to sneak a peak,
    There aunts and uncles peeping
    To see their presents laying under the tree,
    Not just for them, but for everyone to see,
    Now the children are opening a present,
    The expression on their face,
    There hands are moving fastly,
    Even though its not a race,
    Mom and dad have been waiting so long,
    So long for this time of year,
    Only to clean their wallet,
    Oh honey, Oh Sweetie, Oh dear,
    Only After noon, the mother tells the news,
    The kids coloring with their diffrent shade of hues,
    A baby is on its way,
    That made the childrens day,
    So happy,
    So bright,
    Merry christmas to all,
    And to all a good night.
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