In The bleak mid-winter Frosty winds made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak mid-winter.
The poet’s crown, Are bawl’d in frequent cries through all the town; Then judge the festival of Christmas near, Christmas, the joyous period of the year! Now with bright Holly all the temples strow With Laurel green, and sacred Mistletoe. Merry Christmas.
Ah, Christmas, merry Christmas! Thy call we must obey, And carry fadeless garlands In honor of the day.
Christmas is coming, I’m so exited, I bet Santa is to, He’ll be delighted.
While shepherds watched Their flocks by night All seated on the ground The angel of the Lord came down And glory shone around.
Ah,Here is a thought of little worth Snowmen start their fall to earth From Heaven above unassembled And like a snow globe it resembled But if a snowman were then desired Some assembly would be required.
If I could write words Like leaves on an autumn forest floor, What a bonfire my letters would make. If I could speak words of water, You would drown when I said,Merry Christmas.
Christmas Time is finally here, It only comes but once a year. And it’s a time to spread good cheer, To those we love and hold so dear. Christmas Time is a time of glee,Merry Christmas Poems.
There once was a little boy so small he liked to make a lot of noise And drove his parents up the wall With all those kinds of toysSo they wouldn’t let him have a drum A whistle or a flute… Merry Christmas To all.
I made myself a snowball, As perfect as could be, I thought I’d keep it as a pet, And let it sleep with me. And a pillow for its head, Then last night it ran away, But first – it wet the bed!Merry Christmas To Kids.
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