‘Twas Christmas Eve and Santa Claus
Was checking his long list
He checked it once, then checked it twice
For things he might have missed.
But everything had checked out fine
The toys were on his sleigh
‘Come Dasher, Dancer, all my friends
We must be on our way’.
Into the crisp, cold night they flew
As snow began to fall
With presents safely in his sack
For children one and all.
From house to house without a sound
So quickly has he been
That no-one seems to notice him
For Santa’s never seen.
The journey’s over, now at last
The children wake and they
Will open all their wondrous gifts
For now ‘tis Christmas Day.
