Christmas eve night
Tonight is the night of Christmas eve
in a moment or two Santa shall leave
It’s his most busiest time of the year
All year he makes presents for boys and girls
Then in just one night he travels the world
It’s where his stomach inflates three times its size
He gobbles down cookies and milk
which spills on coat of silk
It’s his most busiest time of the year
Mrs. Clause told him twice,
“Check the list of who’s naughty and nice!”
It’s his most busiest time of the year
where his stomach inflates three times its size
Originally published 11/2015 edited/revised 07/2023
