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Preparing for the children's party. Children's New Year's poems about Santa Claus near Christmas trees (your child will not remain without a gift)
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On the shoulder with a big bag
He goes from house to house.
Who is it? - That's the question.
Well, of course, Santa Claus!
He's piled drifts
Foot in the yard,
That it brings blizzard
And blizzards in January.
He and us for the New Year
Be sure to come.
We will be waiting for him
And with a smile to meet.
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Good grandfather gray
With white long beard
For us to go down to the light
And bring a gift.
Santa Claus is his name,
We have fun here,
Around the tree dance,
Sing, play, read poems.
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From the forest to us for the New Year
Cheerful grandfather come
With a huge stick in his hand
And gifts in a bag.
He will bring the gift,
Those who are well behaved.
So parents you listen
And the appetite Eat porridge.
Christmas poems
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New Year is coming into the house,
Everyone gathered around the table.
Santa Claus is on the way,
Should he come to us.
Grandpa obedient kiddies
Will be giving away candy
And give small presents,
All with a smile entertain.
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Frost's grandfather loved by all -
Both adults and children.
Will he come to the house in this glory,
And we meet here.
We give the rest of the way,
Cheer verses.
Again, we spend a long journey,
Wave your hands after.
Author Alexander Maltsev
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He is a friend and leverets deer
Amid the trees winter his house,
He knows Katya and Zhenya
We call him Santa Claus.
On New Year gets into the sledge
Kind Santa Claus
That encounter, children with you
And to show his red nose.
There he presents to you:
Toys, candy, prizes,
Hockey skates, skipping ropes,
All of you deserve it!
Children's poems about Santa Claus
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On the faces of joy and gladness
We gathered in a circle of children
He shines like a necklace,
Garland with festive branches.
She lit them on the Christmas tree
Ruddy Grandfather Frost,
What is painted bucket
On the feast of sweets brought.
He already gave their kids,
What he read a verse,
Bows in the girls, boys,
Among them there is no bad.
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In the New Year, a bright Christmas tree,
Among the community of children
Was Santa Claus dressed in a T-shirt,
And he looked ridiculous in it.
And that laugh, it's hot,
He is a seasoned Santa Claus,
This even know daw,
What pulls his nose.
But the cheerful and good-natured grandfather,
On the checkbox is not angry,
And the holiday was not boring,
Where is Santa Claus runs.
Author Ruslan Kharisov
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