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The fairy lights are shining bright upon my Christmas tree,
The gifts are waiting on the floor for everyone to see;
Balloons and a paper santa claus sparkle in the light,
To fill his little heart with joy upon this Christmas night.
Down the street a little boy dances in the snow,
His tiny arms are filled with toys, his cheeks are all aglow;
He hurries home to tell his dad of the games and all the fun,
And the funny man with the big red nose who had gifts for everyone.
Around the corner down the street the houses stood in sight,
The snowman that his daddy made cheers the chilly night;
And now he sees his mom and dad standing up ahead,
They're waiting now to welcome him and tuck him safe in bed.
Then suddenly from nowhere comes a car without a light,
The drivers eyes stare out at him, paralyzed with fright;
Too late he sees the little face that pleads with him in vain,
For his hands are frozen to the wheel by the whisky in his brain.
His toys are all forgotten now, scattered by the blow
His teddy lies beneath the wheels, legs crossed in the snow;
All is silent in the street as the engine stops its roar,
For little Jim on Christmas Eve won't see Santa Claus no more.
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