Chistmas Little

In a little public park In the little town of Small There's a little village square Large enough to hold them all And they meet there once each year As they make their little plans To take a little bit of time , And do as little as they can So they'll give it little thought And then say a little prayer Soon, in a little while Very little of them cared Then they give a little greeting Unwrap a little gift And do a little eating To receive a little lift When they feel a little better Lying in their little beds They'll be dreaming very little In their very little heads