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The name is Kringle But so few know When I'm working I use my other name Where I almost glow in the dark Such joy I spread But I've never let it go to my head I work year round except the the first two weeks of the New Year I'm exhausted from the deliveries Amazon, have no fear But I'll keep it up, been doing it so long Christmas would not be Christmas without me rolling along I need to clear something up, that false story I never kissed any mommy; got Mrs. Santa to satisfy me To surprise me with presents on Christmas Day After the reindeer are settled We have schnapps and then we play.
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Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 12:00 PM UTC
KRINGLE
The name is Kringle But so few know When I'm working I use my other name Where I almost glow in the dark Such joy I spread But I've never let it go to my head I work year round except the the first two weeks of the New Year I'm exhausted from the deliveries Amazon, have no fear But I'll keep it up, been doing it so long Christmas would not be Christmas without me rolling along I need to clear something up, that false story I never kissed any mommy; got Mrs. Santa to satisfy me To surprise me with presents on Christmas Day After the reindeer are settled We have schnapps and then we play.
'Tis the season
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Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 12:00 PM UTC
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