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Santas Granddaughter Little Mim

Santa’s little granddaughter was named Little Mim Her adorable personality had an enormous hold on him She was sassy and fun, and loved him ever so much He had sixty-five photos of her on his kitchen hutch. Little Mim’s curly hair was a treat to the reindeer crew. They wanted to touch it, acted like it was fresh and new. She loved the elves, and visited them in the work shop. They watched her twirl, dance, sing, jump, skip and hop. Little Mim brought such joy to the North Pole. All of the workers loved her curious soul. They taught her to make the toys, and wrap them too. They loved everything about her, she was never blue. Santa bragged so much about his granddaughter to others. They rolled their eyes behind his back, and these were his brothers. Never appreciating anything he did, not understanding him. They also could not appreciate the adorable Little Mim.

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