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Created on: July 22, 2008
Way up in the north
where nobody can go
is a secret place
that is covered with snow
If you ever find it
though I doubt you will see
there is a bright light
underneath is a key
That key holds a secret
only few knows how to use
and there are these numbers
at least four that you choose
If someone finds it
and enters through that door
they will find Santa's secret
toys and so much more
There are bright colored lights
on a big green Christmas tree
and candy and cookies
if you get there to see
But the secret is hidden
Santa made sure of that
as he wiggles his belly
in his big bright red hat
He whispers to his elves
only a few kids will find
my secret key and little door
then they'll see what's behind
If you turn down the hall
that goes to the right
there is a big red sleigh
Santa rides on that night
Stockings will be hung
as he sneaks quietly there
Santa and his reindeer
toys and things to wear
His little tiny elves
will help make the toys
and deliver on Christmas
to all girls and boys
So all of you kids
all around the world here and there
start looking for the secret key
If only you knew where
For one day in a while
when Santa gets really old
he needs a new Santa two
to work out in the cold
Someone who will grow
into the big red suit
and jiggle and wiggle
and give out a loud hoot
And say HO, HO, HO
as he drives away
so be ready to find it
before Christmas Day
For the person who finds it
As the secret does tell
will run the North Pole Toyland
and he must do it well
So all of you children
who plan to attend
start early in Summer
Not until it does end
For the journey to Toyland
where Santa does reside
will take months and months
to get to the other side
And the trail is all covered
with thick white cold snow
so pack boots and mittens
before you do go.
And as you start leaving
you may hear in the night
Merry Christmas to all
and have a safe flight
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