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The house settled slowly into a deep deep sleep The floor board could be heard yawning The wind brushed the window he's coming it whispered Hush said the bed with a sock hanging from it's nose the children are asleep The cat lay sleeping on the settee and let out a one eyed peep as dust fell from the chimney The dog in the armchair sat up ears touching the celling as he saw the footprints of Santa’s soot-black feet. Now the smell of Christmas wafts through the house The children’s noses twitched And let out big Christmas yell Quick, SANTA’S BEEN All the house was awoken to the sounds of great joy and the happiness The smiles on the faces this day light up the world and we wish it could be Christmas every day
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Dec 24, 2017
Dec 24, 2017 at 6:20 AM UTC
Christmas Eve, not a sound could be heard
The house settled slowly into a deep deep sleep The floor board could be heard yawning The wind brushed the window he's coming it whispered Hush said the bed with a sock hanging from it's nose the children are asleep The cat lay sleeping on the settee and let out a one eyed peep as dust fell from the chimney The dog in the armchair sat up ears touching the celling as he saw the footprints of Santa’s soot-black feet. Now the smell of Christmas wafts through the house The children’s noses twitched And let out big Christmas yell Quick, SANTA’S BEEN All the house was awoken to the sounds of great joy and the happiness The smiles on the faces this day light up the world and we wish it could be Christmas every day
terence-james-potter
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Dec 24, 2017
Dec 24, 2017 at 6:20 AM UTC
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