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I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
just like the ones I used to know,
where the treetops glisten
and children listen
to hear sleighbells in the snow.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
with every Christmas card I write.
May your days be merry and bright
and may all your Christmasses be white.
Mackenzie: "Hey, guys, what is this?"
Isaac: "It's a record player."
Mackenzie: "Cool!! Watch this.."
(sound of record scratching)
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