Someone in your chimney,
After the kids have gone to bed,
Night comes and he arrives,
Time to lay out the presents
And let the excitement begin,
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Cause he arrives,
Late in the night,
And brings all the fun,
Ushers Christmas morning in,
So who am I?
Author: The Pesky Poet
Never assume that you are no good at what you love as if you love it enough you will make it better. Take that form a dyslexic who was told they would never be able to write with any quality.
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