Cinnamon spice and everything nice,
The tips of their toes dancing.
One young girl, twirling and whirling,
Glitter and stars in her eyes.
An old man doll from him,
Adventure just to begin.
Fairies and sugarplums dance,
Her ribbons and bows furling.
Shiny black boots clomping,
And delicate snowflake float.
Trouble brews, but she endures,
Rescued by those shiny black boots.
Asleep afore the fire,
the man returns.
Her midnight rendezvous a secret…
And now yours too.
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