In a humble manger, on a quiet night, A star shone brightly, a wondrous sight. The Savior born, a gift of grace, Bringing hope to all the human race. Angels sang, their voices clear, "Peace on Earth, for God is near!" Shepherds came with hearts aflame, To praise the Child who knew no shame. Wise men journeyed, gifts to bring, To honor Christ, the newborn King. In that stable, love did reign, A Savior born to end all pain.

Santa's Chimney Shuffle Santa slid down the chimney with a cheerful grin, His belly was shaking, his boots made a din. He thought it was cozy, but then came the fright— A stack of old logs gave him quite the bad night! He dropped the presents with a clatter and bang, The cookies went flying, his sleigh bells went clang! The milk spilled over as he tried to stand tall— Poor Santa, my friends, had a very close fall! His beard got all singed and his suit turned askew, But he laughed and he shouted, "There's more work to do!" He crawled out of the soot, dusted off his hat, Mumbling, "I need more room to squeeze down for that!" His sleigh on the rooftop, it looked fine and bright, But Santa was stuck in a chimney that night! He wiggled and jiggled with all of his might, Muttering, “I might need some cookies to fight!” With a jolly old chuckle and a wink in his eye, Santa finally slipped through and into the sky. "Next time," he thought, "I’ll just use the front door!" Then he sped off, laughing, "I’ve delivered once more!"

Beneath the glow of Christmas lights, A figure shivers in the night, No home to call, no warmth to share, Just silent streets and chilly air. The bells ring out, the carols play, Yet still they wander, lost astray, A world of joy, a world of cheer, But none to share, no one draws near. The gift of love, the heart’s embrace, Seems distant in this lonely place, Yet in their eyes, a glimmer bright, A hope that Christmas brings the light. For though the streets may coldly lay, A spark of warmth can light the way, And even in the darkest night, The spirit of the season might.