Gifts I'm preparing for some Christmas sharing but I pause because hanging in my stocking I can hear a knocking. Is that you Santa Claus? Sure is dark out not the slightest spark out. Pardon my clacking jaws. Who's there? Who is it? Stopping for a visit. Is that you Santa Claus? Are you bringing a present for me? Something pleasantly pleasant for me. That's what I've been waiting for. Now would you mind slipping it under the door? Four winds are howling. Maybe that'll be growling. My legs feel like straws. Oh my my me my. Kindly would you reply. Is that you Santa Claus? Whoa there Santa you gave me a scare. Now stop teasing cuz I know you're there. We don't believe in no goblins today. But I can't explain why I'm shaking this way. Well I see old Santa in the keyhole. I'll give to the car. Is that you Santa Claus? Please please I pity my knees. Say that's you Santa Claus. That's him all right.
