SUGARPLUMS... |
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Legions of sugar plums Dance in my head, Like a thousand toy drums, Making me spring from my bed. Childish mind all afire Dreaming of what christmas morn brings, In my head racing with desire Scores of festive things, Candy canes, nutcrackers, A joyous Christmas bell That merrily rings. 
An angelic chorus sings, As all aglow I'm dreaming of the sight Of sweet cakes with frostings. Oh the joy when I see All a nestled under a tree, Calling to me, Beckoning to me, Christmas packages tied up with string, Sweet release to give them From the tie binding, Set us free oh Cherubim, Sweet childlike Seraphim. I recalled a bearded man so jolly, An elf rather plump, Around his head twists of holly, Who with a hop, skip, and jump, Settling under a Christmas tree, Set me on his knee. 
He laid a finger pointing To the side of his nose. I felt myself tingling From my head to my toes... I heard a chorus on high singing, Angelic bells ringing, A new born king praising, With resounding joy Celebrating the birth of a child A baby boy Meek and mild They sang of peace on earth, Laid in a manger lowly, Of everlasting rebirth Brought to a world remembering His word abidingly The real Christmas meaning His fullfilling gladness, Bringing eternal happiness. I thought of his birthplace, A humble stable bare, A sweet, gentle face, His loving peace so rare. 
That I might live, He gave of his life Of His blood He did give That the world not despair He gave us exceeding care. His Christmas gift is divine harmony Given freely without contentious noise Or ceremony, With no tricks or ploys With no strings attached fill, Our world for good little girls and boys With love, peace, goodwill. As christmas snow fills the air, With good tidings pure as crystal Last of the millenial year, This Christmas monumental Filled with holiday cheer Candy, goodies, sugar canes should, Make our lives very, very good. |
