Wheres My Bike
Well, Hello children, it's Christmas eve
so, Ho Ho Ho, time to leave, got to go
Rudolph says it's about to snow.
Elve's worked hard, throughout the year
making toys, to spread some cheer
for all the good girl's and boy's
nothing for naughty one's, so full of noise.
Remember when,, you sat upon my knee
those lovely gifts, which you asked of me
wait til morning, check your tree
go see if I came down your chimney?
Where if I have, your stockings will be.
So ride your bike, ring the bell
go kick your ball, shout and yell
or, maybe a doll, with stories to tell,
You behave all year and you get your way
so many reasons to love christmas day
off to bed early, so you dont overlay
and brush your teeth, you won't like decay.
And if you hear a sound upon your roof
chances are it's from a reindeers hoof.
So many children, you wouldn't believe
at least I only work on Christmas eve!
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
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