J-ust let Tuesday shine
O-n thirteenth December;
I-t's a beautiful morning,
C-omforting and bright
E-ver.
A-llow the chill to vanish,
N-ever mind the cold rain;
N-ew dawn has broken, twilight doesn't remain.
D-on't let the darkness take
O-ver the early rising sun;
M-onday's mist disappears
O-n the great day of fun.
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