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I wonder what Santa will think, I wonder what Santa will say? When he arrives on Christmas Eve and finds no milk and cookies on his tray. He will see the crumbs I imagine, and the drops of milk will be a clue... that someone else has beaten him there and enjoyed the treats. What will he do? He will wonder about it a bit, and then he will figure it out... He'll see the contented faces and there will be no doubt. A smile will come to his face as the sleeping kittens catch his eye. They stumbled upon the feast and fell asleep right nearby. He'll stroke each one in turn and be greeted by purring sounds. He'll fill each kitty stocking and be off on his Christmas rounds. ||©Susan Orloski - 2003|| (All Rights Reserved) |
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