I am writting you this letter To tell you what I'd like to recieve When I run downstairs the morning Which follows Christmas Eve It doesn't need any ribbons or bows Or even fancy wrapping Nor is it a little pony That neighs while it's trip-trapping I don't need any new clothes Not even brand-new toys What I want is even better Than fifteen cutie boys Please Santa, I've tried to be good And I only want one thing You won't be getting in my house Unless you're sure to bring My simple gift is inexpensive And nother would be more fine Than if you granted my one wish And put my bum on cloud nine Do not bring me sandals or shoes Which would make my feet blister Just bring me one little thing Santa, bring my sister.
Reason for writing:
My sister is going to Basic Training, and I miss her soooooOOOOOOOOoooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooo much!
Birth sign: Aquarius
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