Twas a cold night in winter
when all through the air
Not a creature was stirring
not even a mare;
The horses were blanketed
by the hay bales with care,
In hopes that Santa would soon be there...
when all through the air
Not a creature was stirring
not even a mare;
The horses were blanketed
by the hay bales with care,
In hopes that Santa would soon be there...
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