Yule-lads tread the floors
with a thick staff in hand
their mother sweeps the floors
and spanks them with twigs

On top of a chair my pitcher stands
nine nights before christmas
I head towards mankind

On top of a chair my pitcher stands
nine nights before christmas
I head towards mankind

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