Within our Christmas Lodge, it's warm and bright.
With log fires burning on long, wintry nights.
Tomorrow, we will give each other gifts
And watch as the snow flakes fall and drift.
Then we'll make merry with food, drink and songs
Aplenty, as we avoid the crowd's throng,
With our small group of family and friends.
O I wish these joyous days would never end!
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