In the break of dawn, As the earth Brings us up to our wake with a yawn, May Santa have zipped down chimney As jolly as possibly undoubtedly May he have brought what we wanted so excitedly, In his back packity, And zinged back up to the rooftop And flew to the heavens, Singing his hopeful melody.
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