A Geordie Xmas wish.
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I knew what I wanted for Christmas
At Santa’s grotto I stood in the queue
But it seemed as if thousands of Geordies
Were after the same present too.
We all asked for a change of owner
But dear old Santa just shook his head
Saying thats going to be rather dificult
So what can I bring you instead ?
I know, said jolly father Christmas
A season ticket for the Stadium of Light
And you can even borrow my costume
As you can see It’s all Red n White.
What if I deliver, Wise and Kinnear
Or some gift vouchers for Sports Direct
It was then that I knocked old Santa
From a ‘Toon Fan’ what did he expect.
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