Oh, Christmas
Filled with jolly Saint Nicholas.
The glow from the fireplace
Warms a child’s bright red face.
The North Pole is filled with cheer
And nut crackers are loud so all can hear.
Sugarplums dance in children’s sleepy heads
As silver bells line their warm and cozy beds.
For dinner, Grandma makes dough
As she looks outside at the beautiful dusting of snow.
Rooms become filled with colorful debris
After gifts are opened by you and me.
Ugly sweaters are worn with pride
And sleds go down hills, they glide!
Peppermints, candycanes, and hot cocoa fill one with glee
And lights twinkle beautifully on the Christmas tree.
Reindeer trot merrily on rooftops
While poinsettia leaves swiftly begin to drop.
Wreaths hang by snowy door steps
And Mistletoes end in passionate sweet pecks.
Homes smell sweetly of gingerbread
And ornaments are colored reindeer nose red.
Churches echo Silent Night
Man, Christmas is quite the glorious and peaceful sight.
Line: Dust of snow
Stolen from: Robert Frost
-Squid
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