Do you have to ask?
It's days and days of wondering,
When it will be here, at last,
And asking everyday,
Trying to understand how long it is,
And getting sad when I realize,
It's not this moment,
But I can still spend my time,
Thinking about the one thing,
I've asked for, and if I don't get,
Will be most disappointing,
Because, that's Christmas, alright?
And, yes, I give things, too.
It's my yearly lesson in receiving,
More than I give to you.
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