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Santa Claus is standing amid toys on the ground; in one hand he has a toy, and the other a paintbrush. There is a lit pipe in his mouth. The poem at the bottom reads: "Santa Claus was / never late, / He'l be round, as / sure as fate, / And in your /…
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