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Christmas Eve by Julie Lineker

The children lay in bed this special night Holding their breath with eyes closed tight They know the magic won't be right If they are found awake after midnight Shhh, at last they hear a sound Tinkering bells in the background Do they dare open their eyes And peep out at the dark skies Will they only see the snow Or is Santa parked across the road They hear a creak, is it the door Or is it the cat creeping across the floor No this time they know for sure It definitely was the bedroom door Not one child dared to breathe Or make a sound in bed this eve They knew it was he creeping across the floor Even quieter than the year before Will he leave me a doll's house Some toy soldiers and a sugar mouse There's a lot of rattling, a creak, a groan Now he's finally leaving our home We wait in bed for what seems like hours Until we're sure the house is ours Then we are all out of bed And feeling around to see what's been left Our sacks are full, O what joy We have been good girls and boys We feel around and shake each one To us Christmas day has begun But suddenly out of the dark        GET BACK TO BED!        The grown-ups bark.

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