A Christmas Whistle Poem by Kim Robin Edwards

If I had a Christmas Whistle.
I'd blow it in your face.
I'd make lots of noise.
Without no disgrace.

It's Christmas time darling.
And joy fills the air.
For Santa is calling.
His team of reindeer..

There's snow on the rooftop.
Firewood in the stove.
Warming up Santa.
From the bitter and cold.

On Dasher, On Prancer, On Vixson let's go.
For Santa is waiting.
To get on with the show.

So if I had a Christmas Whistle.
I'd blow it in your face.
I'd make lots of noise.
Without no disgrace..

It's Christmas time darling.
And joy fills the air.
For Santa is calling..
His team of reindeer...

Christmas Whistle Poetry By Kim Robin Edwards
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