ONE CHRISTMAS EVE, I WAS ON MY WAY HOME WITH MY DAD WHEN WE ROUNDED A CURVE AND HE SHOUTS, " THERE GOES SANTA! "
WHAT WE REALLY SAW WAS A COAL TIPPLE THAT WAS LIT UP IN THE NIGHT SKY. IT REALLY DID LOOK LIKE SANTA'S SLEIGH WAS STREAKING PAST US THOUGH. 
IT'S ALL IN HOW YOU LOOK AT THINGS, I GUESS. NOW EVERYTIME I ROUND THAT CURVE AT NIGHT I THINK TO MYSELF, "THERE GOES SANTA!" AND I SMILE TO MYSELF.
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