Mrs Cobble, Mrs Cobble,
Lack of patience is the Probble,
You must take a breath and relax yourself awhile.
Your Secret Santa is still working,
Don't be worried that I'm shirking,
Your pressie, I am sure, will make you smile.

If a hint is what you're after,
Then I hope you find some laughter,
That will chuckle all the way down to your bones.
For the gift that I am sending,
Does not need assembly or mending,
Its a CD that is mostly all my own.

Happy Holidays,
Santa