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Dear Santa
In the song, she saw
Mommy kissing Santa
From my position behind the couch
Spying on Santa
I saw mommy approach
With her camera, all smiles
As she took the pictures,
Then she put the camera away
Approached Santa, and dropped her robe.
Yes, all the gifts were laid by the tree.
The last one to get laid was mommy.
A wonderful gift for Santa
Mommy kissing Santa
From my position behind the couch
Spying on Santa
I saw mommy approach
With her camera, all smiles
As she took the pictures,
Then she put the camera away
Approached Santa, and dropped her robe.
Yes, all the gifts were laid by the tree.
The last one to get laid was mommy.
A wonderful gift for Santa
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