Minutes became entire hours,
on the sky shone a few stars,
in the house was a hustle,
in every building, every space shuttle
The stockings are up hanged,
the tree fully decorated,
the cookies are set on the table,
just like you'd hear on any fable
At night he comes into the house,
Santa places a ton of gifts,
under the shining bright tree,
then with his reindeers decides to flee
In morning the people see,
tons of gifts under the Christmas tree,
the gifts bring joy everywhere,
to every friend, every dear !
©harisamir
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