Oh magic pole, magic pole
Where santa resides
And all you get is coal
I will take you a magical land
So we may roll around in the sand
As we touch eachothers hand
Oh magical pole Oh magical pole
Take me to this land
We shall call...Magical pole land
It is where you and me reside
Side by side
Together without Hives
Or annoying colds
You get under santas fat folds
Because your tucked under everynight
With the gerbile attop you with all your might
You resist but your so cold
And so bold
You need warmth from santas...Which shall remain untold
So you may trust me
No more coal
Oh magical pole, Magical pole
Send me off to magical poll land
And let me be with you
As it is true.
You shal not be anymore blue.
Fin
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