Jolly Old St Nicholas

Oh, Christmas should be... all snow and sweet carols! And I would need four reindeers to carry me wherever I like to be... listening to the clinking snowy bells and happily shouting, "Merry Christmas! " to everyone I joyfully meet at every door that's never without a wreath; and through a decorated, foggy window spot the Yule log ready to be lit! All the frenzied bells are jingling, as my rosy cheeks are dimpling; you can mistaken me for that jolly old Saint Nicholas and hear that friendly voice never changing its tone, but who else can bring those children: many smiles and lots of toys? All snow and sweet carols is the only wish of my Yule season; and do you have a wish that you like to come true right now? Imagine it, or say it aloud; let me hear it in your happy sound: use a trumpet, a clarinet or guitar... and finally make that change within! In travelling the big Globe: I see too much sorrow, no hands that pray; people feel no love and won't put hatred aside! Many refuse to be kind: to open hearts and minds to share this wonderful, sacred day with the true spirit of the Christmas joy! Should I remind everyone that it should be: all snow and sweet carols?