"The children were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of sugarplums
danced in their heads;
And Mama in her kerchief
and I in my cap
Had just settled our brains
for a long winter's nap -"
While visions of sugarplums
danced in their heads;
And Mama in her kerchief
and I in my cap
Had just settled our brains
for a long winter's nap -"
White Christmas!
My own slaves...ooops I mean shovelers!
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