In December we make merry

In December we make merry,
Christmas time brings mirth to all;
Holly boughs with scarlet berry
Gaily shine upon the wall.
Then with rosy cups o'erflowing
Let us speed the parting year:
Hope within our bosoms glowing
Hail the future banish fear.
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