Who's That Mystery Man

There's a man of mystery That all children try and see Bringing toys and presents too The good boys and sweet girls who Don't cause trouble through the years Acting nicer as he nears Dressed in furry white and red While little ones sleep in their beds Dreaming of all the great treasures This jolly man leaves with pleasure Trying not to be to slow He has a long way to go Sliding up and down all night Chimneys that make the white On his outfit black with ash In his sleigh he makes a dash Flying in the cold night air In the sky with his reindeer That helps him travel the world Leaving every boy and girl Presents from his magic bag That will empty and soon sag Because its not full again A bearded man who's a friend Brings cheer, joy and lots of love From the moonlit skies above One night each year he will fly On rooftops he'll surely try Being silent as can be To remain a mystery