SONGS OF THE SEASON
CHRISTMAS FROLICS. There’ll be hosts of shining faces, Many barefoot races. Tumbles, scrambles, Slides upon the floor. Emptying of stockings, Whistling and knockings, And that’s all part Of Christmas morn. There’ll be long expected meetings, Jolliest of greetings, Aunties, Cousins, Visitors galore. Geese with tasty stuffings, Cracker pulls and chuckling?, And that’s all port Of Christmas noon. There’ll be Christmas-trees and dancing, Clowns and fairies prancing. Pixies, mermaids, All in gay uproar.
Gathering of merry bands, A-pressing of dainty hands. For that’s all part. Of Christmas night. . —Cousin J. E. Botting (14), Terry Hill, Woodlands. CHRISTMAS SONG. Sing a song of Christmas Trees, A jolly laughing crowd, Southlanders as bright as bees, Of one another proud. Spreading joy as far and wide, As little hands can stretch, To little hearts that would have sighed, A cup of gladness fetch. Sing a song of Christmas time, And love your fellow men, A song you sing in joyous rhyme, Will come to you again. —Cousin Jean Playfair (16), Gummies Bush, Riverton R.D.
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Southland Times, Issue 20963, 21 December 1929, Page 22
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174SONGS OF THE SEASON Southland Times, Issue 20963, 21 December 1929, Page 22
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