By eck! said Father Christmas,
I'm running rather late.
Some kids I know will not be pleased
But they'll just have to wait.
There's not much snow to help my sleigh,
And wheels I cannot not fit.
Some children ask for far too much
They get right on my nerves. (Avoiding naughty word alert)
Climbing down these chimneys
Plays havoc with my legs.
But never mind if I get too late,
I'll leave them Easter eggs.
Ho!, Ho!, Ho!. MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY.