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The poem parodies the well-known German Christmas carol "Morgen, Kinder, wird's was geben" ("Tomorrow, children, there will be something"). In this poem, Kästner expresses a satirical sentiment that on Christmas day, poor children will not receive anything, as presents and a splendid Christmas for poor children are not necessary or desirable.
A great big merry Christmas tree! – unknown. 18. Peppermint Stick. I took a lick Of a peppermint stick And oh it tasted yummy! It used to be On the Christmas tree But now it’s in my tummy ...
The poem appeared in a broadside of the same name around 1950. [3] It was printed in Thurman's 1953 book, Meditations of the Heart, and again in his 1973 meditations booklet, The Mood of Christmas. [1] The verse has been set to music by British composer and songwriter Adrian Payne, both as a song and as a choral (SATB) piece.
The Family Giving Tree was founded in 1990 as a San Jose State University MBA class project. Jennifer Cullenbine and Todd Yoshida were asked to "create a program that adds value to someone else's life." They created the Family Giving Tree with the hope of providing holiday gifts to 300 children in East Palo Alto. Encouraged by the success of ...
A single mom shared the reason she took down her Christmas tree, starting a conversation online. "Take my Christmas tree down with me because there's no point my kids don't have anything to open ...
The following is the list of 244 poems attributed to Philip Larkin. Untitled poems are identified by their first lines and marked with an ellipsis.Completion dates are in the YYYY-MM-DD format, and are tagged "(best known date)" if the date is not definitive.
Short Christmas movie quotes “Seeing isn’t believing; believing is seeing.” — Charlie, “The Santa Claus 2" "But sir, Christmas is a time for giving ... a time to be with one’s family.”
Grýla is closely associated with Christmas folklore in younger traditions. [2] The oldest extant source connecting Grýla with Christmas is a poem that was likely co-composed by the Rev. Guðmundur Erlendsson of Fell in Sléttuhlíð and his brother-in-law Ásgrímur Magnússon, who was a farmer and rímur-poet.