Ding dong, the bells are pealing o’er the snow,

To greet the children round the warm hearth-side,

As they watch the pudding steam rise up and flow,

To bead the roof and towards the fire glide. 

Ding dong, the stockings hang on the chimney peg,

And in the land of dreams smile happy dears;

The young one, goldie-locked sweet little Meg,

Dreams all the merry things that only babies hear.


Edith Rock Age 14

Tullygrawley School

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