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A Christmas Poem by Tristan Bond, Year Six.

The Twenty-Fifth of December

As Santa ate his last mince pie,

He jumped in his sleigh; he head for the sky.

As he put on his seatbelt ready to go,

It was a Christmas miracle! It started to snow!


As the first child awoke on Christmas Day,

They heard the bells on Santa’s sleigh.

As he got out of bed feeling pleasant,

He feasted his eyes on a rather large present.


As the children thanked their parents for the presents they got,

They looked at them all: they had a lot!

As  Santa trudged through the blanket of white,

The day now dawn, passed has the night.