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SANTA'S
HOUSE I. Christmas is the time of year Know for happiness and cheer, Time for being kind, forgiving, Generous to all the living. Christmas, too, is something more: Being trampled in a store Seeking bargains, on and on, Getting there before they're gone,
And when wrapped
Making sure the price tag's off.
II. Christmas, time of merry cheeriness, Also is a time of weariness, Time of stamping envelopes Full of notes with news and hopes
Sent to friends who live no more Where they did the year before, Likewise getting (quite a plight, too) Cards from those you didn't write to, Also duplicated pages Which to read would take you ages.
III. How, I ask, could Christmas be If there weren't a Christmas tree?
Yet there's choosing one just right, One that's bushy, proper height. Place an angel or a star
On the top, which seems up far. Dad will do it on a ladder Held by Mom (he's glad he had her). Then there's that stern choice judicial: Tree that's real or artificial.
IV. Christmas is when people gather. Some you welcome, some you'd rather Stayed away. No, that is wrong-- Stayed, but didn't stay so long, In-laws, outlaws congregate; Some come early, some come late. Some are old and some are young, Most are fun to be among. "Next year," some say, "we invite you. Visit us." How they delight you!
V. Christmas, time of starry skies, Time for puddings, too, and pies:
Apple, mincemeat,
Baked by sacrificial mothers.
Time of turkey,
Cooked by recipes--and guessing. Just this once, forget your diet, Take a second on the quiet. One consoling thought, at that: Santa's happy, and he's fat.
VI. Christmas greetings, one and all! Christmas can be quite a ball.
Open presents,
They can be exchanged tomorrow.
Sing a carol,
Hum if you don't know the words.
Stand beneath the mistletoe:
Kiss, be kissed, before you go. Christmas comes but once a year.... Twice might be too much, I fear. ~Author Unknown~
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