December 29, 2018

The Fifth Day of Christmas

Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
let your heart be light—
From now on your troubles will be out of sight.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
make the Yuletide gay—
from now on your troubles will be miles away.
Here we are as in olden days, 
happy golden days of yore;
faithful friends who are dear to us 
gather near to us once more.
Through the years we all will be together,
if the fates allow.
Hang a shining star upon the highest bow.
So have yourself a merry little Christmas now.
• The Pretenders •

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