• Children are restless
    Wait for Santa to arive
    Must not wake now, you don't want him to catch you up and out of bed
    The bells ring on the roof
    You hear a thud, thud, thud now the chimeny
    Oh goodness its Saint Nick!
    His cheeks are rosey
    His smile is joyfull
    and his laugh is playfull
    Present after present he lays under the tree, oh so carefully
    Hurry back to bed now~
    Tommorow is Chirstmas!
    So have a good dream and wait patiently till' tommorows dawn. biggrin