  There's a Santy in good Wilmington, And a good fairy too, Who brings all comforts to the poor And proves a friend so true To all the poor and needy, Both the big and small. He's always willing, ready To help them one and all— With kind words and with money, With deeds of love and smiles He helps men on Life's journey To cross old Trouble's stiles. And to this real live Fairy The noble knight JAMES SPRUNT Living in old Wilmington On the street called Front I dedicate this little song And wish him every joy In the melting pot of life |
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