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Wishing al s our friends customers the best of this holiday season. 605 Brock St. N. Whitby 416-668-5162 -160- LET IT SNOW Oh, the weather outside is frightful, But the fire is so delightful. And aince we've no place to go, Lt it snow! Let it snow!LeUt it snow! It doesn't show signs cf stopping, And I brought me corn for popping, The lights are turned way down low, Let it snow! Lot it snow! Lot it snow! When we finally Idesa good night, How Ilil hate going out in tho storm. But if you really hold mie tight, Ail the way home well ho warm. The fire is slowly dying, And, my dear, were stili goodbyeing, But as long as you love me so, Ltit snow! Lot it snow! Lot it snow! IN DULCI JUIBILO In duici ju *bila Now sing with hearts aglow! Our delight and ploasure Lies in praesepio, Like sunshine is our treasure Mairie in gremio Alpha es et 0! O Jesu, parvue, For thoe I long alway- Comnfort my heart's blindness, O0 puer optime, With ail thy loving-kindness, O princeps gloriae. Trahe me post tel O Patrue caritas! A Nati lenitas! Deoply wero we stainèd Per nostra crimina; But thou for us has gainèd Coelorum gaudia. O that we were thorel UNi 'uni gaudia In any place but there? There are angels singing Noua cantica, And there the bolsa are ringing In Regia cwria O that we were there! r m a