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Shopping for Santa
Seems this year Santa is not himself He's hired me as an extra elf, Off to the stores I must go Picking out toys to and fro, Packages and boxes I must wrap In red and green, I need a nap, No more ribbons, no more bows Getting tired of Ho, Ho, Ho's, Fourteen trucks, 32 bats One blue sweater, 6 green hats, Red shoes, purple socks Seven bikes and 15 blocks, Another year is at an end Now we start all over again, Truly I have done my best And now I can finally rest.
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