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I just can’t wait till Christmas

I just can’t wait till Christmas
With thoughts of ice and snow
And Santa in his bright red suit
Shouting ho ho ho.

Flying with his reindeer
With presents on his sleigh
Delivering them all by midnight
For us on Christmas day.

We put lights and bobbles on the tree
We do it every year
And a sign post in the garden 
That says Santa please stop here.

He comes right down our chimney
With presents in his sack
And we leave him milk and cookies
So he can have a snack.

I wonder what I`ll get this year
As I know just what I’d like
I hope I get a scooter
A skateboard or a bike.

We`ll dress our dogs like reindeer
In little reindeer suits
Put little antlers on their heads
And four black shiny boots,

Listening to our favourite songs
Played by a big brass band
As we take a trip to Edinburgh
Through the winter wonder land.

Hats and scarves and gloves on
As we wrap up nice and tight
With the markets lights and funfair
It`s really quite a site.

Merry go round and rollercoaster’s
And a ride on the Christmas train
The big wheel and Santa`s grotto
Then we do it all again.

Everyone’s on holiday
And their faces all aglow
Their worries left behind them 
Like footprints in the snow.

Crepe`s and chocolate pancakes
And strawberries on a stick
Sweets and treats and doughnuts
And I get to take my pick.

But my favourite is the great big tree
That`s too big for my home
And it really smells like Christmas
As we go inside the dome.

With lights and decorations
Like you`ve never seen before
They`ve travelled the world just for a glimpse
And they`re queued right out the door.

With winding vines of holly
Around the pillars it does grow 
And no matter what the weather
They always have some snow.

Then Christmas day is best of all
With presents under the tree
There is some for mum and some for dad
But most of them for me.

Unwrapping all my presents
And nothing has been missed
I got everything I wanted 
On my Christmas list.

Everyone comes for dinner
And dad fills up his belly
Then snores for an hour on the couch
As were watching Christmas telly.

Now I just can’t wait for Christmas
As I count the days and pray
But mum just shakes her head
And says its only boxing day.
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