Dear Santa
Hope you're fine. It's Christmas again and I'm sure your elves are busy packing gifts for us. Dasher, Rudolf and the gang must be busy doing their last minute exercise for the long journey and you must be still trying to see if any letter is left out to read.
I love Christmas and you, like all. And even old grumpy Nora, my neighbor, loves you. But all are selfish! All want gifts from you, but never return you anything. This time I have a gift for you too. I know you're getting old.
As I don't remember the last time when you looked young, I loaned some hair color from Mumma for your white beard. I'll make you look young again. :)
With love
Joe
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