Treasure Island

Monica Engeler

(05/31/1962 / NJ)

Merry Christmas Everyone


Hey everybody its Christmas time
Why because Santa is standing on every turn.
All the stores are decorated in holiday patterns
The spirit repeats itself in holiday rhyme.

Hey everyone it's a wonderful Holiday
Let's all gather at the Christmas tree and sing
The crowd started humming We Three Kings
and then they began rockin in a jolly way.

Why is everybody so happy tonight
It must be the night Clause comes to town
Only happy faces, cheery smiles, and no frowns
Open hearts and so much to give this night.

Everybody knows it's Christmas Eve
They know Santa is coming with many presents
Yes, Christmas is here with all its embellishments
The stars are out shining bright this eve.

It is also a holy night that is divine
Remember to stop and give thanks and grace
So much has been given to others with little praise.
The evening is now calm and fine.

Merry Christmas everyone
It is Christmas time again in all its admiration's.
Sleep in joy that tomorrow will come with speculations
Merry Christmas everyone.

Submitted: Sunday, December 08, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, December 10, 2013
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