Treasure Island

Geneen Alyssa Meyers

(July 6,1998 / Manila, Philippines)

Christmas Time


Come one, come all!
Christmas time is hear
Put up all the Christmas balls
And hear the people cheer

Listen to the children run
And sing a Christmas song
Everyone is having fun
Celebrating all day long

Christmas time is here at last
Bring out the Christmas Tree
Forget the bad times in the past
And lets go on a shopping spree

Hear the laughter's of girls and boys
Running to and fro
Excited to play with all their toys
And hanging up some mistletoe

Christmas time is already here
I would love to play with toys
Christmas time is already near
Bring in all the joy

Submitted: Sunday, November 25, 2012

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I made this a few days ago =) Nothing to do during Filipino class ^__^

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