The presents I got last year
Are dusty, worn and broken,
And underneath my bed are things
I didn't even open.
The Christmas tree looks bare to me.
I want more decorations.
I want my presents exceed
The highest of my expectations,
Like last year times by four,
Covering every inch of the floor,
Every toy on the planet and then one more.
I'm praying you hear this.

You gotta believe me, Santa,
You have to forgive me, Santa,
Are you flying to see me, Santa?
What will you bring me, Santa?
I've been a real good girl.

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