Santa's tummy quivers just like jelly
Dear Santa is always jolly
Santa's laught is loud and booming
And his eyes are bright and sparkling

Santa's beard is long and flowing
Santa is always chuckling

Let us cut a cake and sing a song
For when dear Santa Claus comes along
He will have sweets and toys for us
And will make our Christmas merry too.

Shruthi



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