Open letter,
puddle jumping,
turned into snow,
as we’re sliding, into a change
of weather…
Now kid’s
pitter, patter, let’s
get it together…
It’s never too late,
now write that letter
for our xmas date…
So flow within
your little creative minds
grab a parents
thereof an therein…
Compose,
magickal creative words
without a lie
filled with those
dreams,
you specially deserve..
Drop into post too Santa,
at the north pole!
Mostedly of all!
You must leave Santa,
milk an cookies
to making his way
throughout canada
he surely lov,
those tasty goodies…
Merry Christmas kids!
Oh bless.
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