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.
Poem 25 - My cat Poem 27 - God the almighty
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