I found a tiny tree,
just perfect in size;
I showed to my shadow,
who quite agreed with me.
The ornaments from Grandma;
reminders of dancing years past;
I found a little corner for it all,
while the vinyl record went 'round.
A graceful dancer struck a pose;
And a reminder of the exciting future.
Frosty waved as he went by,
the little holy manager.
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