Red Suited Superman: Bring us Peace and Joy This Christmas

Lyrics by Rod Stewart.

Listen!
The tree is ready and the stockings are all hung
The fire is blazing and the carols are all sung
Everybody’s waiting for a miracle, so
Santa bring some joy to us all

It’s the season to leave our troubles behind
How amazing if the world was giving and kind
It might be crazy, It might take a miracle
Santa bring some peace to us all

If anyone can do it, it’s Santa who can
He’s red suited super superman
He knows everybody, ‘got a list with all our names
And he rocks the whole world in that old fashioned sleigh

Come over here baby, let’s watch the snow fall
Check out the North star, didn’t it start it all?
It’s still shinin’,that’s a miracle
So Santa bring some hope to us all

He’s a red suited super superman
And he rocks the whole world in that old fashioned sleigh

I look around me, what else could I need?
All my friends and family, so I gotta believe
Life is a blessing for every boy and girl
So Santa bring some love to us all

I said Santa bring some love to us all
I mean Santa!,I said Santa!
Bring some love to us all

Oooh bring us, bring us
Just a little peace and love on this Earth

Santa, Santa, I believe in Santa
Oh yes I do, oh yes I do

Gravenhurst Canada: Author Brings Children’s Story to Life and Wins Prizes

 

Gravenhurst author brings children’s stories to life

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GRAVENHURST – Her passion for educating children is leading a former teacher down a new path.

“I am retired from teaching but not from life,” said Pauline Gallagher, author of four soon-to-be-released children’s ebooks.

According to Gallagher, a Gravenhurst resident for the past 18 years, her stories Mrs. Claus and the November Visit, Belinda’s Dandelion, The Bouncing Blue Ball, and Unicorns Come at Night, will soon be offered on Amazon, Kobo, Barnes & Noble and Apple ibooks.

“The best feedback I received was to have Mrs. Claus and the November Visit win in the Canadian Library Association’s annual contest,” she said. “Fourteen stories were chosen and mine was the only children’s winner.”

Gallagher said her holiday tale centres on a child named Oliver Grant who lives in New York City. When the boy writes a letter to Santa during the month of November and Santa is too busy to respond, he sends his wife to help Oliver with his problem.

Gallagher, who taught in Barrie, said her new profession wasn’t in her plans for her retirement, but when she spent a year working as a librarian in a quiet library she began passing time reading children’s books. It was then she said she noticed a need for more interesting stories. But when she decided to take on the challenge herself, she said her results weren’t much better.

“It was absolute garbage. I thought (to myself), don’t even think of writing,” said Gallagher with a laugh. She said she decided to give up at least short-term and that’s when everything fell into place.

She credits a late night “vision” for pulling all the pieces of her story into focus.

“I stayed up all night writing it,” she said, admitting sheepishly that she didn’t go to work the next day for fear of losing momentum.

Gallagher said despite her passion for writing, getting her stories published was difficult because she couldn’t afford to hire an illustrator.

“Annick Press, Toronto, which at that time, published Robert Munsch, seriously considered my stories,” she said. “(They) took them to two (American) publishers’ conferences but they were unsuccessful. I did not have an artist at that time. Now, fast-forward to 2016 and I have used the images of Public Domain to bring these books back to life.”

Gallagher said she is taking on serious issues in her books, while providing an entertaining read.

In Belinda’s Dandelion she focuses on the issue of bullying and mob mentality using a garden of flowers with one weed to relay the message.

In Unicorns Come at Night she deals with death when the beloved horse of a young girl passes away.

“The loss of a pet is a pain shared by children and adults,” said Gallagher, explaining the idea of the book came to her after visiting a pet cemetery in Boston, MA.

“(I) read memorials with tears in my eyes,” she said, noting the story ends with a “happy twist.”

Each of Gallagher’s stories includes a bonus section of facts and information and she said she has four more expected to be available soon.

Gallagher also hosts a blog site childrenandteensstoriestomotivateandinspire.com where she posts updates on her writing, as well

You’re a Mean One Mr. Grinch – Lyrics View it on my Kid’s Site with Many Categories

The Grinch Theme Song

“Mr. Grinch”

You’re a mean one, Mr. Grinch
You really are a heel,
You’re as cuddly as a cactus, you’re as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch,
You’re a bad banana with a greasy black peel!

You’re a monster, Mr. Grinch,
Your heart’s an empty hole,
Your brain is full of spiders, you have garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch,
I wouldn’t touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!

You’re a foul one, Mr. Grinch,
You have termites in your smile,
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch,
Given a choice between the two of you’d take the seasick crocodile!

You’re a rotter, Mr. Grinch,
You’re the king of sinful sots,
Your heart’s a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch,
You’re a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce!

You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch,
With a nauseous super “naus”!,
You’re a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Mr. Grinch,
Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful
assortment of rubbish imaginable mangled up in tangled up knots!

, Mr. Grinch,

You’re a nasty wasty skunk,
Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch,
The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote,
“Stink, stank, stunk”!

But can the Grinch get the real message of Christmas?

The Friendly Beasts – A Old European Christmas Carol

 

 Jesus our brother, kind and good
Was humbly born in a stable rude
And the friendly beasts around Him stood,
Jesus our brother, kind and good.

(rude means not fancy – just bare)

 “I,” said the donkey, shaggy and brown,
I carried His mother up hill and down;
I carried her safely to Bethlehem town.”
I,” said the donkey, shaggy and brown.

 

 

 “I,” said the cow all white and red
“I gave Him my manger for His bed;
I gave him my hay to pillow his head.”
 “I,” said the cow all white and red.

I,” said the sheep with curly horn,
“I gave Him my wool for His blanket warm;
He wore my coat on Christmas morn.”
“I,” said the sheep with curly horn.

 “I,” said the dove from the rafters high,
“I cooed Him to sleep so He would not cry;
We cooed him to sleep, my mate and I.”
“I,” said the dove from the rafters high.

. Thus every beast by some good spell,
In the stable dark was glad to tell
Of the gift he gave Immanuel, *
The gift he gave Immanuel.

 “I,” was glad to tell
Of the gift he gave Immanuel,
The gift he gave Immanuel.
Jesus our brother, kind and good.

We had a fox come to our door at Christmas Eve. We named her Josie in honour of my mother

According to the Gospel of Matthew Immanuel refers to Jesus Christ. Immanuel(Hebrew: עִמָּנוּאֵל‎ meaning, “God with us”; 

The Little Drummer Boy Lyrics on an Exciting And Varied Site for Kids

Come, they told me
Pa rum pum pum pum
A new born King to see
Pa rum pum pum pum

Our finest gifts we bring
Pa rum pum pum pum
To lay before the kIng
Pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum

So to honor Him
Pa rum pum pum pum
When we come

Little baby
Pa rum pum pum pum
I am a poor boy too
Pa rum pum pum pum
I have no gift to bring
Pa rum pum pum pum
That’s fit to give our King
Pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum

Shall I play for you
Pa rum pum pum pum
On my drum

Mary nodded
Pa rum pum pum pum
The ox and lamb kept time
Pa rum pum pum pum
I played my drum for Him
Pa rum pum pum pum
I played my best for Him
Pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum

Then He smiled at me
Pa rum pum pum pum
Me and my drum

Over the River and Through the Woods – Christmas Song

Over the river and through the woods
To Grandmother’s house we go.
The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh
Through white and drifted snow.

Over the river and through the woods,
Oh, how the wind does blow.
It stings the toes and bites the nose
As over the ground we go.

Over the river and through the woods
To have a full day of play.
Oh, hear the bells ringing ting-a-ling-ling,
For it is Christmas Day.

These are dapple-gray horses

Over the river and through the woods,
Trot fast my dapple gray;
Spring o’er the ground just like a hound,
For this is Christmas Day.

Over the river and through the woods
And straight through the barnyard gate.
It seems that we go so dreadfully slow;
It is so hard to wait.

pumpkin pie
Christmas pudding

Over the river and through the woods,
Now Grandma’s cap I spy.
Hurrah for fun; the pudding’s done;
Hurrah for the pumpkin pie.

I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas – Funny Song

I Want a Hippopotmus for Christmas!

Written by: John Coctoasten, Copyright: Unknown

 

I want a hippopotamus for Christmas
Only a hippopotamus will do
Don’t want a doll, no dinky Tinker Toy
I want a hippopotamus to play with and enjoy

I want a hippopotamus for Christmas
I don’t think Santa Claus will mind, do you?
He won’t have to use our dirty chimney flue
Just bring him through the front door,
That’s the easy thing to do

I can see me now on Christmas morning,
creeping down the stairs
Oh what joy and what surprise
when I open up my eyes
to see a hippo hero standing there

 

 

I want a hippopotamus for Christmas
Only a hippopotamus will do
No crocodiles, no rhinoceroses
I only like hippopotamuses
And hippopotamuses like me too

Mom says the hippo would eat me up, but then
Teacher says a hippo is a vegeterian.

There’s lots of room for him in our two-car garage
I’d feed him there and wash him there and give him his massage

 

I can see me now on Christmas morning,
creeping down the stairs
Oh what joy and what surprise
when I open up my eyes
to see a hippo hero standing there

I want a hippopotamus for Christmas
Only a hippopotamus will do
No crocodiles or rhinoceroseses
I only like hippopotamuseses
And hippopotamuses like me too!

Call me “Beautiful”

Twelve Days of Christmas – Where Do You Put These Gifts?

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On the first day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
A partridge in a pear tree

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On the second day of Christmas
My true love gave to me

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Two turtledoves
And a partridge in a pear tree

On the third day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Three French hens

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Two turtledoves
And a partridge in a pear tree

On the fourth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Four calling birds

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Three French hens
Two turtledoves
And a partridge in a pear tree

On the fifth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me

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Five golden rings
Four calling birds
Three French hens
Two turtledoves
And a partridge in a pear tree

On the sixth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Six geese a laying

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Five golden rings
Four calling birds
Three French hens
Two turtledoves
And a partridge in a pear tree

On the seventh day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Seven swans a swimming

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Six geese a laying
Five golden rings
Four calling birds
Three French hens
Two turtledoves
And a partridge in a pear tree

On the eighth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Eight maids a milking

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Seven swans a swimming
Six geese a laying
Five golden rings
Four calling birds
Three French hens
Two turtledoves
And a partridge in a pear tree

On the ninth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Nine ladies dancing

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Eight maids a milking
Seven swans a swimming
Six geese a laying
Five golden rings
Four calling birds
Three French hens
Two turtledoves
And a partridge in a pear tree

On the tenth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Ten lords a leaping

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Nine ladies dancing
Eight maids a milking
Seven swans a swimming
Six geese a laying
Five golden rings
Four calling birds
Three French hens
Two turtledoves
And a partridge in a pear tree

On the eleventh of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Eleven Pipers Piping

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Ten lords a leaping
Nine ladies dancing
Eight maids a milking
Seven swans a swimming
Six geese a laying
Five golden rings
Four calling birds
Three French hens
Two turtledoves
And a partridge in a pear tree

On the twelfth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Twelve Drummers Drumming

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Eleven Pipers Piping
Ten lords a leaping
Nine ladies dancing
Eight maids a milking
Seven swans a swimming
Six geese a laying
Five golden rings
Four calling birds
Three French hens
Two turtledoves

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And a partridge in a pear tree
And a partridge in a pear tree