With all its curly, yellow hair:
I asked, “What are you doing there?”
“Me look for Santa Taus!” she said.
[REFRESHMENTS FOR SANTA CLAUS]
“It may be late and stormy and cold
When Santa Claus reaches our street;
And Santa, you know, is very old,
So I’ll leave him something to eat.”
“And what do you think he would like, dear heart,”