[NARRATION]



And so it was in front of this hotel 

Our angel did finally arrive 

And standing at one corner was a young man 

Who caught the angel's eye 



He had a small group of children 

Gathered round him there 

Who all were quietly listening 

Which for children is quite rare 



He was telling them christmas tales 

And each one brought more children near 

Where they nestled round him on those steps 

So each word they could clearly hear 



He then told them a christmas story 

About how all men are brothers 

And when that story had ended 

The children clamored for another 



"where does christmas go 

When its day is through? 

Where does christmas go," they asked, 

"and what does christmas do?" 



Now children have such simple requests 

Their wishes are so small 

That the young man saw no reason why 

He could not grant them all 



They liked his stories so much 

They begged him not to let it end 

So he told them about the wizards of winter 

Whose winter ball they must attend 



How these wizards decorated their whole world 

With icicles, frost and snow 

And how with the dreams of this night beneath it 

It all would magically start to glow 



And the snow seemed to obey the young man's every gesture 

In the cold december's air 

And as for the wizards' imperial ball 

Well, they were already there 



[WIZARDS IN WINTER]



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