Your list is inspiring some careful thought Though none of your gifts is newly bought Your Santa's been searching the whole year through In hopes special gifts will bring smiles to you, Like the light through a stained glass window. Though you try to guess my identity You are wrong- that's my helper- it is not me. Please believe any hints from Reynardine That fox and family are pals of mine And they're paid to distract you, Santee! Sing for your supper, Sing for your tea, Sing for the festival, Sing for me.
|