Santa sat upon his sleigh, shining in the snow
And as the seconds ticked away, he called "3 -2 1; Go!"
Then Rudolph ran and Prancer pranced;
Blitzen blitzed and Dancer danced
For they had mile on mile to go
Up and down, across the globe
Racing, racing Father Time
Across the International Date Line
North to South; West to east
Pulled by 9 great flying beasts
With compressed presents by their zillions
Delivered to children in their billions
In one great rush of heavenly flight
And arriving magically overnight
Each of which contains a smile
To light the faces - child by child.
And on the hour of twenty four
The sleigh returns to its snowy store
The elves unlace old Santa's boots
And he'll relax - back again at his roots.
"Another year; a new day -
Let's put all this stuff away"
And slowly till next Christmas Day
He'll top-up the sleigh on festive cheer
The spirit will build throughout the year
Ready to turbo-charge 9 great reindeer
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