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SOMEDAY YOU'LL GET A REAL PRESENT

One day I turned around
And I had three nieces
I couldn't be an owner
But there might be some leases

Almost every Christmas time
Another bill came due
I could never buy them presents
Nothing old, nothing new

And then somewhere, in some book
I read a line or two
About how presents didn't matter
Just a little love would do

I then decided that I'd triple
The amount of love I'd give
So the time I was your uncle
Would be longer than I'd live
Written by tencups
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