Once, my father came home and found me in front of a roaring fire.
That made my father very mad, as we didn’t have a fireplace.
Once, my father came home and found me in front of a roaring fire.
That made my father very mad, as we didn’t have a fireplace.
So Santa fell down the chimney, but it was a lit chimney...his name's no longer Santa. It's Crisp Cringle. Pls send help :)