Nancy vowed a deeply religious vow sworn on a stack of Bibles
She would not eat ANY Christmas cookies, cakes, treats or candies.
She wanted to weigh exactly the same--or less--
Jack was flying Christmas Eve
Angela had designed a foolproof test for the existence of Santa Claus
She had gotten her best friend Paula to write the letter
Whether on the branches of an evergreen or under the mistletoe,
Whether carried in song or wrapped and tied in a bow,
The Christmas Spirit is lurking out there
Copyright (c) 1998 by Rev. Samuel A. Trumbore. All rights reserved.