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| No More Santa Claus |
| By: Sonny Grenada III |
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Someone entered the place with a rifle in hand,
Was shooting real bullets in the grandstand.
People ran and tried to hide but someone was hit
And there was no remorse on his face, not a bit.
Someone just shot Mister Santa Claus.
What a bad refrain, a terrible loss.
Christmas will surely be sad this year
For Santa Claus is not around, oh, dear.

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Someone messed up the place in a stabbing spree.
Such a dastardly act would you not agree?
People left the scene in haste when blood filled the ground.
And there was no report of the facts, not a sound.
Someone just killed Mister Santa Claus.
For personal gain, a crazy cause.
Christmas will surely be sad this year
For Santa Claus is not around, oh, dear.
No more Santa Claus, no more Santa Claus.
What a terrible loss, a terrible cause.
Christmas is lonely, so sad this year.
For there is no more Santa Claus, oh, dear.
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