The ornaments fill the tree
Can’t wait to hear the children’s glee
Presents are all wrapped
The fire can be heard
making a crackle and snap
Stockings hang by the chimney
Carols can be heard being sung
The house looks all festive and bright
Candles in each window bring light
Snow outside is falling down
The bells begin to sound
The family will gather as a tribe
Santa will soon arrive
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