The clueless baby sitting on the bed
Does not quite understand what presents are
She likes the wrapping paper best instead
And thinks the disused boxes are a car.
Her brothers and her sister understand
And revel in the joy of Christmas day
The time for present giving is at hand
They open up their gifts and long to play.
The sky is blue the weather bright and clear
The Christmas bells reflect the shining sun
Without a doubt the best day of the year
For families and children having fun.
The parents spent more than they can afford,
But joy-filled, priceless love is their reward.
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