Where fatso's by the fireplace
His wicked fingers teasing
A velvet suit shows ashes on
for yuling peoples pleasing
When awnings on a window top
reveal a shadow stalking
And presence through a livingroom
embark on children's stockings
That all who come to care at Christmas
Know Santa's on his way
when all who glow by fireside
are Christian for the stay
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