I
'Twas the
eve before
eve before
Xmas Eve.
'Round my a-
'Round my a-
bode, feelings --
spite, greed, im-
patience -- ran
high...and it
show'd.
II
Stockings --
dozens -- were
flung 'round the
hearth without
care. (I'd hoped
Santa would
leave me wa-a-ay
more than my
share.)
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