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twas the night before christmas
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my neice jaden poems T’ was before Christmas
The night when Santa gets
His raiders ready for flight.
While the children
Are snudge in their beds
Santa drops angel dust
On everybody’s eyes and
Heads so nobody will
Get out of bed.
And whispers and if try To stay up and sneak a peak At What I look like I not might eat Those homemade cookies & milk you put out for me. I might not get you everything on your Christmas list if you go around The Christmas tree and keep trying to get into your presents before it’s time.
I WROTE THIS POEM FOR MY NEICE JADEN
