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Sep 2012
Who is this jolly soul?
That has me upon his knee.
He has a joyful spirit.
And a gleeful laughter.

And in my amazement of mystery.
I'm sittin' on Santa's knee.
Asking him for a variety of things.

The comfort that I'm use too.
Is standing to the side.
Just watching me cry.
While I'm sittin' on Santa's knee.

Oh, don't cry.
It will be alright.
People are telling me.
But they not sittin' on Santa's knee.

Trying to request for the latest toy.
Solo made for a girl or a boy.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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