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And then as I wondered I was sure 'twas a gig When I noticed his back was a blue barracks bag, Then he reached in his bag, and without hesitation Turned to my tent-mate with a pack of "K" ration, He dug in again and came up with some Spam "C: ration cookies and Bully Beef Ham, He followed this quickly with dehydrated potatoes, And then he reached in for a can of tomatoes. And then he remarked there was work he must do, So he raised a plump finger and away he flew. I dashed to the tent flap and was able to see Him get in his sled as he waved back to me. "Away Millys" On Ford - was his cry in the night And in no time at all he was clear out of sight, At the thought of St Nick sliding down that that pole.