Once up on a time, there lived a guy named Banta,
People called him "The Lonely Santa";
He was truly a golden hearted guy,
But no one knew him, he was too shy;
On every christmas, just before the actual day,
He used to gift the local poor children, at every take away,
Wearing a red santa claus dressing gown,
He used to make other's happy, without ever any frown,
Once up on a time, there lived a guy named Banta,
People called him "The Lonely Santa";
One day the poor children decided to gift him,
They started begging from everyone around, but all expressions were grim.
However, they were firm in what they had to do,
Banta however, was unknown to it; he had no clue,
They gathered money from their savings, their parents and every traveller on the street,
They had decided to do it, they had decided to give Banta the best treat,
They finally collected money, enough to buy him a new gown,
They thought it would be really wonderful for him, even better than a king's crown,
And then came christmas again, on the 25th Day,
The decided to present him the gown, they followed a rhythmic sway,
They entered his house, all excited but quiet,
They had decided to Surprise Banta and then run out of sight,
They saw Banta lying silently on his bed,
He was too silent and life less, their faces went red,
They realized they were too late and they could not surprise him with a gift,
Instead, this christmas, they were sad, as their santa had moved away, with a swift,
They covered him with the newly bought red new gown,
They couldn't surprise him with a gift, worth better than a king's crown,
Sadly, they departed, they ran out of sight,
They were all sad deep down, emotions mixed with sorrow and fright,
Banta lay life less, covered with a gown,
Some even said "It's good that he passed away. He was a clown".
But no one remembered him, how kind he was, as time went away fast,
He was gone, and he became a part of not-worth remaining tragic past,
Once up on a time, there lived a guy named Banta,
People called him "The Lonely Santa".
People called him "The Lonely Santa";
He was truly a golden hearted guy,
But no one knew him, he was too shy;
On every christmas, just before the actual day,
He used to gift the local poor children, at every take away,
Wearing a red santa claus dressing gown,
He used to make other's happy, without ever any frown,
Once up on a time, there lived a guy named Banta,
People called him "The Lonely Santa";
One day the poor children decided to gift him,
They started begging from everyone around, but all expressions were grim.
However, they were firm in what they had to do,
Banta however, was unknown to it; he had no clue,
They gathered money from their savings, their parents and every traveller on the street,
They had decided to do it, they had decided to give Banta the best treat,
They finally collected money, enough to buy him a new gown,
They thought it would be really wonderful for him, even better than a king's crown,
And then came christmas again, on the 25th Day,
The decided to present him the gown, they followed a rhythmic sway,
They entered his house, all excited but quiet,
They had decided to Surprise Banta and then run out of sight,
They saw Banta lying silently on his bed,
He was too silent and life less, their faces went red,
They realized they were too late and they could not surprise him with a gift,
Instead, this christmas, they were sad, as their santa had moved away, with a swift,
They covered him with the newly bought red new gown,
They couldn't surprise him with a gift, worth better than a king's crown,
Sadly, they departed, they ran out of sight,
They were all sad deep down, emotions mixed with sorrow and fright,
Banta lay life less, covered with a gown,
Some even said "It's good that he passed away. He was a clown".
But no one remembered him, how kind he was, as time went away fast,
He was gone, and he became a part of not-worth remaining tragic past,
Once up on a time, there lived a guy named Banta,
People called him "The Lonely Santa".
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