Shake that snow globe,
Give it a wish,
Let old saint nick,
Know what you want for Christmas,
***
Don’t miss that mistletoe,
Come on give me a kiss,
You never know,
You could be my wish.
***
Don’t say no to a night,
Sat by the fire,
With me in your arms,
And your wish of our kiss.

©The Pesky Poet

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