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Dove of Peace When will you ever, Peace, wild wooddove, shy wings shut, Your round me roaming end, and under be my boughs? |
Father Christmas Christmas in one package. He brings the presents, the tree, and holly for decoration. He puts Martha Stewart to shame! |
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Reindeer Snowflake These are the days that Reindeer love And pranks the Northern star, This is the Sun’s objective And Finland of the year. Emily Dickenson |
Santa Moon 'Tis, methinks, on any ground Where our Shakespeare's feet are set. There smiles Christmas, holly-crown'd With his blithest coronet: |
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Santa's Stars When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick. |
Scowling Santa You better be good, you better be nice... Oh, heck! Too late. The jolly man is pretty cheesed off! Perfect gift for the office Scrooge or the family Grinch. |
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