Don’t fill it—then here goes a waterfall.
And now I’m off. (Sees audience.) Hallo! whom have we here?
I really am found out; that’s very clear.
Now don’t expose me, for I did not mean
Upon my annual visit to be seen.
If you are all my children, ’tis not fair
To tell my secrets even to the air;
So keep them close; don’t whisper I’ve been here;
And shut your eyes; I’m going to disappear.
With “Merry Christmas” wishes all I greet,