No reason for complaining

We leave the very best
Cookies made for Santa
It passes yearly test
 
He gobbles them with gusto
Catches every crumb
Then when they are finished
He cheeks are rosy plum
 
Leaving greatest presents
With love and all that jazz
Isn't Christmas wonderful
It surely has pizzazz
 
So here's to Father Christmas
Who has the greatest taste
Gifts he leaves are thoughtful
Never left in haste
 
We think that it's the cookies
That makes him stop and say
Thank you for those special treats
They surely made my day
 
So every year we greet him
With all our very best
Cookies milk and all or love
He's such a special guest.

~ Francine Pucillo ~
©
Copyright November 2004

 

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