The List
### Santa’s List
In the North Pole where snowflakes gleam,
Santa’s busy, fulfilling a dream.
With a twinkle in his eye and a heart so bright,
He checks his list on this magical night.
**Naughty or Nice?** The question he asks,
As he dons his red suit, a formidable task.
Elves are bustling, toys piled high,
While Santa reviews each child’s sigh.
**The nice ones giggle, their laughter rings,**
**With kindness and joy, they spread their wings.**
**But the naughty ones, oh, they’ve caused a fuss,**
**Leaving behind a trail of mistrust.**
Yet Santa knows, deep down inside,
That every child has a chance to abide.
With love and guidance, they can change their ways,
And earn a spot on the list that stays.
So he scribbles and jots with a quill in hand,
Making sure each note is perfectly planned.
For the spirit of Christmas is more than a score,
It’s about love, forgiveness, and opening doors.
As the clock strikes midnight, he takes to the sky,
With reindeer and magic, he soars high.
Delivering joy, spreading cheer,
For every child, he holds dear.
So here’s to Santa, his heart full of grace,
Working tirelessly in this magical place.
For the naughty and nice, he sees with delight,
Bringing hope and joy on this wondrous night.
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