Down Through The Chimney



Down through the chimney,  I heard Santa creep,



He ate one of my cookies but didn’t see me,



He filled out tiny  stockings  for he thought  I was asleep,



And laid presents underneath our Christmas tree,



Then, Santa gave a wink and was out of sight,



Flying through the sky,  On this glorious  Christmas night!



I yawned, then smiled as I lay by our tree. The magic of Christmas, tonight I did see.




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