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Christmas Morning

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On Christmas Eve I lay nestled in my sheets,

Dreaming of the milk and cookies I know Santa eats.

I wake up excited to look under the Christmas tree,

Wanting to see all the present that Santa has brought for me.

I wake up my parents with a tight embrace,

Then making them run with me down the stair case.

I looked to my left and my eyes were huge and bright,

For I knew Santa had been there that night.




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