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Christmas is coming, I see trees everywhere,
Angels on top, with curly blonde hair,
Christmas is coming, when Mom starts to bake,
Mincepies and puddings, cookies and cakes.
Christmas is coming, when I go to town,
See all the store windows, so pretty, and bright,
Christmas is coming, when I see all the clowns,
And the trains and the dolls, on a Christmas Eve night.
Christmas is coming, for carols we`re singing,
Snow on the ground, let`s hope it will stay,
Christmas is coming, I hear sleigh bells a`ringin
A message from Santa, that he`s on his way.
Christmas is coming, to church I should go,
To celebrate, what this day`s all about,
To give praise to the Babe, who was born on this day,
Away in a manger, asleep on the hay.
~ Marick ~
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