Heres to an :
A-dorable
N-aughty
G-rumpy
E-legant
L-ovely
One dawn when they all came in
After a night of play...
After a dream they gave each child
Upon their homeward way...
God sat counting one by one
All his angels nine...
a two, a four a six an eight
But oh! where was the ninth?
He peeped out and he saw her there
Sitting on a sill
Sobbing that she had to play
Some more time to her fill...
He smiled in glee and gave to she
A golden coat to wear
And then bent down to her little frame
And spoke thus in her ear...
"Now, little you, go right down there
And live with all those clowns
That I made once with my own hands
Having thoughts profound..."
She chirped with Joy...
All tears gone & sped down in that sheen
Of the golden gown he gave to her
Ah! That October 16th!!!
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Could there be anything more beautiful?
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