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We wait by the fire whispering about what we will see
We vow to not fall asleep
But as the hours tick away
Our determination sways
Our eyes start to close
But then we hear the “Ho ho ho’s”
We realize that it was not old Saint Nick after all
As the snow continues to fall
We hear footsteps coming down the stairs
Then we develop a new fear
We think of the old song that we used to sing
About how he knows when we’re sleeping
We race up the stairs
When we hear the all clear
We sigh as think about what’s to come
When Santa Claus is finally done
When we open our eyes the next day
We hear the last neighs
We then suddenly know
That we forgot to bake the cookie dough
But Santa being nice
Had delivered the presents all right
When we got downstairs and opened the letter
He said no cookies were all for the better
Rudolph would have eaten all of them anyway
And would not want his hay
This is the funniest we have heard
We thought about giving Rudolph a stern word
We decided that we should not
Best Rudolph wasn’t caught
We think about the year coming
And we don’t want to behave unbecoming
And we said with a slight lisp
Have a very Merry Christmas
- by skaterpunkprincess367 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/29/2009 |
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- Title: Waiting By the Fire
- Artist: skaterpunkprincess367
- Description: This poem is one we all know we've done trying to catch Saint Nicholas in the act.
- Date: 11/29/2009
- Tags: waiting fire merrychristmas
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