Ah, a Christmas poem. There's something about that time of the year when you are a child. One Christmas I can remember was when I had to wake up in the middle of the night, for the usual reasons - and since my bedroom was upstairs, I had to go downstairs. My father heard me - guess he, and my mother, were wrapping/uncovering the hidden presents - and thus came over, told me to shut my eyes, and he picked me up, carried me to where I needed to go, and afterwards, took me back to the stairs, so that I wouldn't accidentally see Santa delivering presents. I miss those sorts of days.

Thoughts
Makes me think of Christmas.

Spelling and Grammar
I don't see any issues with spelling or grammar.

Well, this is the BIG BAD WOLF, and I howl at the moon every night.
HOWLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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