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“Christmas is coming” I heard the folk say
As I sat in the window and watched them all day.
And who is this person that’s called by that name?
Perhaps it’s another toy, perhaps even a game.
“Christmas is coming” – they’ve switched on bright lights –
It’s dark now at four so it’s such a long night.
I feel quite important - I’m attracting attention –
Do you think that this “Christmas” is just an invention?
“Christmas is coming” – said the face at the pane,
“And there’s so many presents to buy yet again.
Now Rosie, just look at this sweet little dolly –
Do you think she’s the right gift for our little Bonnie?”
I’m put on the counter and then placed in a box.
“You’re lucky to get her, she’s the last of this stock.”
I hate it in here. It’s so cold and so dark.
“She’ll love her, I’m sure” I heard someone remark.
I was enjoying my sleep when my box began shaking –
It’s hard to sleep quietly when you’re being awaken.
I look up and see such a dear little face –
And suddenly I’m hugged in a lovely embrace.
Now Christmas is here, I know now what they mean –
And Bonnie is treating me as if I’m her queen.
My dream has come true, I’ve a girl of my own,
And I haven’t been left in the shop all alone.
Copyright 2006