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When Christmas comes the Christmas heat'll bring once more the Christmas Beetle The first inflammatory breeze'll set him buzzing like a diesel. Hear him open up his throttle as he hums above the wattle! Hear him zoom, and snarl and rattle Like a fighter plane in battle! Watch him dive to sink and settle- Folding up his wings of metal - Cutting off the engines sound as quietly as he comes to ground. Then watch some sparrows, frail and lowly, Strike him swiftly, rend him wholly.
Leon Gellert
Read poems about / on: christmas
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