Mom and I make gingerbread with glee,
A tasty trap for Santa by the Christmas tree.
We stack the cookies in a careful little pile,
And hide behind the sofa, waiting all the while.
We hear a jingle, then a tiny sneeze,
A rustle by the stockings and a chilly breeze.
But when we peek, we only find a note:
“Nice try, my dears, but I’m too wise for that,” he wrote.
Gingerbread trap
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