Every year , we make our boots
We look on the window and we have different moods
We exepect our gifts
And we observe boots`rifts
A lot of snowflakes fall slowly
In this night wich is holy
Everywhere is only white
And the sky is full of light
Tha Sandman is coming...
And I get numbing
`` Kid , sleep tight,
Don`t let the bed bugs bite!``
In the morning , when I get up
I look at the presents from Sf Nicholas,
Oh my God I received a toy bus!``
A lot of sweets and a little stick
This event is really magic!
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