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Marcquiese Burrell

(2/21/1987 / Baltimore, MD)

It's Going be A Merry little Christmas (When Christmas Comes)


It's going be a merry little christmas
Where families come together
and their hearts filled with delight

There they are together as one upon the tree
So happy there smiling just feeling the cheer
Spreading the kind of love felt this time of year

When christmas comes stockings are filled
Presents lay there under the chrismas tree
Where it's decorated just so beautifully

when christmas comes the holiday joy
Is felt when carolers sing in the snow
and it gives you the holiday glow
Warming your heart with delight
Only felt on a christmas night

Submitted: Monday, April 07, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, April 08, 2014

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