Every star was never less than holy leading the wise to kings newborn. Every mother always gave to earth a child who never declined her love. Every child was nearer than breath before its birth made glad all stars. Every angel never less than gave a blessing to all babies new on earth. Every true gift was never not given from open hands into grateful need.
Every unseen world is now unsilent as it rings with timely songs of joy.
Santa's Interior Monologue Boy, it's dark. Sure is cold. Got the bag. Suck it in. Down the chimney.