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| Category: Holidays / Christmas N to Z |
| Notes |
| My dad was "practicing" being Santa. Poem reads: It’s Christmas time, and attention goes To the funny guy with his ho ho ho’s Yes, we all know the reindeer story And hear the tales of Santa’s glory But this will pass, and soon over town The decorations will be coming down They’ll be put away until next year When it’s time again for Christmas Cheer So I am sticking with another old guy And I’m writing this to tell you why Old Santa’s great one day, it’s true But Grandpa’s here the whole year through He sits by me when I’m feeling bad He’s the best old friend I’ve ever had. He will tell me a story, yes, and then He can quickly make me smile again We fish and Grandpa baits my hook If I ask him he will read my book He holds my hand when we take a walk And he really listens when I talk So I truly love this dear old man Who sees me every time he can He goes with me and he cheers, too When Old Santa Clause is passing through |