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When Phœbe brought the wood and coal;

To lay the fire, what did she see

But Baby—dropped upon one knee

And peering up the chimney-hole!

She never turned her little head,

With all its curly, yellow hair:

I asked, “What are you doing there?”

“Me look for Santa Taus!” she said.