MY LOVELY CHRISTMAS POEM

A Christmas morning, there was a boy so small,
Who likes to make a lot of noise,
Once he climbs the walls,
His parents don't give him his toys.


They were really poor,
Until Santa knocked the door,
However Santa would come from the fireplace,
He couldn't find the way in case.


They all had a great time,
Then he came home with full of slime,
He made himself a snowman had a carrot nose,
Along came a bunny,
What do you suppose?


Christmas tree, sparkling bright,
Filled with stars, warmth and light,
Precious symbol of our effection,
Because this is the real perfection!

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