I am the ghost of christmas present look upon me
God bless us everyone.
I see a chair in the corner and a cane without an owner
Spirit what will happen to tiny tim.
Yes
I know it, I know it, its your uncle scrooge.
This boy is Ignorance. This girl is Want. Beware them both, and all of their degree, but most of all beware this boy, for on his brow I see that written which is Doom, unless the writing be erased.
Have they no refuge or resource
Scrooge looked about him for the Ghost, and saw it not. As the last stroke ceased to vibrate, he remembered the prediction of old Jacob Marley, and lifting up his eyes, beheld a solemn Phantom, draped and hooded, coming, like a mist along the ground, towards him.