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Waiting For Christmas

Frosty's uneasy
and the little bears with Santa hats;
Santa's been squirming since
November's on the air.
The huge plastic tree
that looks like a fir
still wrapped carefully
waiting to be opened excitedly
by little hands in a hurry.
The crystal orbs
and the twinkling stars
still wrapped in tissue papers
save for some who take a peep
if Christmas is here.
For many years, three pairs of
little hands helped set up the tree
as the calendar leaf changed
From November to December.
But that was many years ago,
when there were tree little
kids amazed by tree
with magical gifts appeared
under it on Christmas Eve.

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