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a little white snowflake that lived in the sky,

kept looking down here with a tear in its eye;

and wherever it looked, alas, it could see

the ground was as bare, and as brown, as could

be;

and out of the windows, the childrens' bright

eyes

looked wistfully up, at the gray winter skies,

while one little fellow was crying outright,

because the white snowflakes were nowhere in

sight,

and how could santa come

in his reindeer sleigh,

and christmas now only

just two days away?

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