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Just walk along a Christmas street,
    Stained gold with bright street lights,
Where people search for Christmas gifts
      And murmur with delight.

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Reflected lights make pavements bright
    With colours, red and green.
Like coloured icicles they hang,
   Quite cheerful to be seen.

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There’s a Christmas tree, where fairies sit
    And shiver in the rain.
They hang their heads and gaze below
    As rain runs down the drain.

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They look inside the shops and see
    Some warm and cosy scenes
Where other fairies sit on shelves
     Quite happy, dry and clean.

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Two little girls come to their tree:
    'Look - fairies on this tree!
They look so sad out in this rain,
     Yet are pretty as can be.'

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One little girl looks up and says:
    'I’m as certain as can be,
That the pretty fairy at the top
     Looked down and smiled at me.'

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A happy Christmas children all.
    Enjoy your shopping sprees,
But don’t forget to wave your hands
     To the fairies on the trees.

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