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The joys of Christmas

Year 7/8 Hail —

Sophie´s poem 

As dawn goes down and the lights go out. I go into bed and pretend to sleep and then I hear the pitter patter of reindeer feet.

Yay it's finally here Christmas is here

The ringing singing joyful smells of the Christmas morning.

Christmas is as joyful as a cute kitten

The bells on the big green tree rang as children all over the world were excitedly opening there presents.

I go to my window and look into the bright white blanket of snow.

Christmas goes away as fast as a cheater.