Little Child Poem by sallyann body
Little Child
Go to bed, for santa is coming
hush now, dont make a noise
he will fill your christmas stockings
if this year you've been good girls and boys
The fairy that sits on the tree
has been watching you all year round
to see if you have behaved
so be quiet, do not make a sound
Put your head down and close your eyes
and do not attempt to peep
for santa and his raindeer
will know if your not asleep
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