Robin, oh Robin, I read all your clues.
You like Celtic and swing and them old country blues;
You have a couple of brand new holes in your head,
And you eat nothing but low-fat, low-sodium bread.
So the goodies that come from our trees are no good,
Unless you can munch on chips that are wood.
But there are so many things that you did say would please
So I ought to find you a nice gift with ease.
So I'll hop in the sleigh and take a trip down
To ... oops, almost told you the name of the town
I'd better leave now and not further delay it
If you think of anything else then please say it!

SantaTwo (Who's number 1?)