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Created on: November 23, 2011
I went to Santa’s workshop when I was very small,
I walked the hall of a candy-coated wall.
The smell was pleasant and oh so nice
And smelled of cheer and pumpkin spice.
Santa took me by my hand and
Showed me all of his snow covered land.
He took me to where the elves build toys,
Lots of toys for all the girls and boys.
Then he took me to meet his wife,
And showed me how he spent his life.
Mrs. Clause was her name,
She served me hot coco and we played a game.
The sleigh ride home was more then fun,
I got to see his eight tiny reindeer run.
On my roof top the sleigh did land,
And he expressed that this was grand.
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Poetry: Santa's workshop
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by Cheryl Brown
Oh my, where am I?
It’s so cold here and the snow is so deep,
I must find somewhere to warm myself
Luckily there’s
In the midst of snow and a blaze of lights,
There it sits on the top of the hill.
All shiny and new like a brand new penny,
In Santa's work shop there are presents galore
His elves work and work until their hands get sore
They make little stocking
Santa's Workshop
Christmas is coming and the elves are busy,
Preparing for Christmas and all the goodies,
Packing and making
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