God forged you, from light and heat,
Your magic or Christan, like Christmas sweet.

His son, prophet, man, love you like apples,
You homes of after are built in church and chapels,

You homes real are built above the clouds,
Chariots of clouds you can ride, clear the doubts,

In your making thousands and thousands of years,
Oh Christan your truth is holy, continues and reappears,

You are a blessed nation, gathered and revived,
Where all faith failed, your belief but survived,

How to complete your truths, the words not enough,
All your gifts and surprise, but this world’s not enough,

If magic can be saved here and from here to after,
Things unsaid are saved with your saviour and drafter,

You go on, never looking back, you are complete,
And your celebrations so strong, they never deplete,

For your smiles o Christans, the world’s forever ready,
How it departs from your faces, all the parts shady,

For Christmas unites you, makes happy every daddy,
From Joseph to Abraham and the Church lady,

Baba black has the winter wools, enjoy shear them,
One for the ma’m, boy down the lane hear them,

In you Christmas joy is why rest of the year, makes sense,
So much to say to you, world can’t be said in one sentence,

You are heavenly joys, many colors, steel and alloys,
The lights of all the roses, the fragrances, and toys,

The Christmas is a gift for all ages, jiz is just a number,
Enjoy with your wholeness every, every decemeber,

You are twinkling stars, you don’t know that really,
Worth sacrificing all, you don’t know that daily,

You are not alone in your celebrations, all will join you,
Your destination is to the stars, God will destine you,

Play with the snow, make the memories happiest,
With your smiles are all the prayers,
So always say yes to happiness,
Never be nay sayers.

Ignore all the small things, let no Grinch reach you,
Ho ho ho, Homie, Christmas again let Santa teach you.