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I’m dreaming of a Christmas dressed in white

with a red bow bright

sprinkled with green as dark as the night

and fun-time on Santa’s sledge having a ride.

I’m dreaming of a delicious potpie,

bolinhas and cocktails on the table shall lie

and the stockings with presents will occupy

the niche in my heart, so firm so coy.

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