Santa
Dear Santa, from the North so far,
driving around on your reindeer car
You’ve received your letters, you’re on your way,
to deliver those presents, come what may
You’ve check to see, who’s been naughty or nice
While everyone’s asleep and quiet like mice
Don’t come down our chimney, I’m afraid it’s too small
Find the key to the door, behind the lose brick in the wall
You’re cookies are packed, so please don’t stress
Take them to go, we really don’t want a mess
We ran out of milk, so we left you some juice
Be careful, our stockings have holes, they’ve all been used
You really know how, to spread holiday cheer
Thank you, for coming, we expect you again next year
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