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SANTA

O dear, mysterious Santa Claus,
The best and kindest that ever was,
Are you up there in the thin blue smoke?
Was that the wind or your voice that spoke?
I thought of your coming the whole year through.
Are there some children who know not you?
Who are hungry and sad in the cold and snow?
Oh find them out, for you surely know.
On the warm stone I kneel and pray:
Give them a merry Christmas day.
Bless great and small and let no one grieve;
Remember us all this Christmas Eve.