Towards the night before Christmas, when all through the house,

now the creature was stirring, not even amongst.

The quiet at home was blissful and calm.

The quiet in Gaza was a deadly alarm.

It followed a bang in a home race to the ground,

through the rubble he dug, until she was found.

For hours she thought she tried to be brave,

but without the right care, she couldn't be saved.

She takes her last breath, her mom by her side.

Her dad holds her hand as they beat her goodbye.

For children in Gaza, every minute is a battle of survival.

Please visit unicev.ie to donate today and help save a child's life.

Thank you.

Turn the TV off, it's bad news, man.

Feel it fresh like a sip of black new man.

It's a brand new day.

Ain't no brown, singing no more, man.

Something doesn't feel the same.

The best of my life for the start of the day.

Good morning.

Get a cup of coffee, morning.

Good morning.

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