Santa's Coming To Town

Santa's Coming To Town

Santa's coming on his sleigh,
From the North Pole, far away.
Pulled by reindeer through the skies,
Yet unseen by sleepy eyes.

Laden with the kiddies' treats,
Dolls and teddies, candy, sweets,
Trains and engines, cars and games,
And his list of children's names.

Who's been helpful, kind and good?
Who's done homework when they should?
Who deserves a special toy?
Who has been a naughty boy?

When they wake on Christmas morn,
Peering through the early dawn,
They will find, to their delight,
Santa got the gifts just right!

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