JOYOUS NOEL

SING A SONG OF CHRISTMAS
THE PUDDING’S IN THE POT
THE TREE IS TRIMMED
THE WREATH IS HUNG
AND THE PUNCH IS PIPING HOT
SING A SONG OF CHRISTMAS
THE KIDS ARE TUCKED IN BED
THEY’VE PUT OUT MILK AND COOKIES
AND ALL THEIR PRAYERS ARE SAID
SING A SONG OF CHRISTMAS
FOR THESE GIFTS FROM ABOVE
FAITH AND HOPE AND CHARITY
TOLERANCE AND LOVE.

WILLIAM BEDFORD

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