(a/n I was gonna save this for later but its the right season)
Joy to the world
Jingling of shining bells filled my ears.
Children’s laughter like chirping birds at the break of dawn.
Unlike the other countries,
Christmas is for sodas
And not for drinking chocolate.
The Lord is come.
Family gathers around the table
Pudding as sweet as sugar
Delicious aroma fills the room
Ribbons of mouth-watching cooking lays on the table
Let earth receive her King.
Kids too exhilarated to go to sleep,
Squirming in their bed.
Waiting for Santa to arrive.
Then a spell overtakes them
And they doze off.
Let every heart prepare Him room.
The first to rise
As early as a bird
Rips open presents
With no remorse.
