there was a little poodle he was very white
he longed to be santa on a christmas night
climbing down the chimneys with his santa sack
filled with lots of presents hanging from his back
he climbed down a chimney covered in black soot
the poodle had turned black covered head to foot
this it didnt stop him and spoil his christmas night
he could take a bath and once again be white
Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 12:11 PM UTC
there was a little poodle he was very white
he longed to be santa on a christmas night
climbing down the chimneys with his santa sack
filled with lots of presents hanging from his back
he climbed down a chimney covered in black soot
the poodle had turned black covered head to foot
this it didnt stop him and spoil his christmas night
he could take a bath and once again be white
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