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And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack
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His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow
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And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath He had a broad face and a little round belly
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