In the curious fable of the palm trees
Who all longed to be ballet dancers
With their long legs and swirling skirts
Arranged in lines along the beach
There came a windy choreographer
Who sketched a pattern in the sand
Once a year on Christmas day
It was where a baby lay
Cast up by the churning waves
A magic child who granted wishes
When the palms began to sway
And to their dancing added voices
That rose in praise from far away
Once a year on Christmas day
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