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Jolly old Saint
Nicholas, lean your
ear this way.
Don't you tell a
single soul what
I'm going to say!
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Christmas Eve will soon be here.
Now, you dear old man,
tell me what you're going to bring.
Tell me if you can. Please, Santa...
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when the clock is striking
twelve, when I'm fast asleep,
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down the chimney with your
pack, softly you will creep.
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All the stockings you will find hanging in a row.
Mine will be the shortest one, you'll be sure to know.
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Johnny wants a pair of skates,
Susie needs a sled.
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Nelly wants a storybook,
one she hasn't read.
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As for me, I hardly know,
so I'll go to rest.
Choose for me, dear Santa Claus,
what you think is best!
