On the streets at Christmas
I know the Yuletide's come;
Lights and trees and glitter,
Children all a twitter,
But wind and frost so bitter.
I know the Yuletide's come;
Mulled wine in paper cups,
Angry, crowded shops,
And giftwrap paper cuts.
I know the Yuletide's come;
Frantic faces everywhere,
From loving glance to icy stare,
To each shop the people tear.
I know the Yuletide's come;
Though turkeys be far from me,
No presents beneath a tree,
No Christmas Star I see.
Lights and trees and glitter,
Children all a twitter,
But wind and frost so bitter.
I know the Yuletide's come;
Mulled wine in paper cups,
Angry, crowded shops,
And giftwrap paper cuts.
I know the Yuletide's come;
Frantic faces everywhere,
From loving glance to icy stare,
To each shop the people tear.
I know the Yuletide's come;
Though turkeys be far from me,
No presents beneath a tree,
No Christmas Star I see.
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