We’re all yawning, yaw, yaw, yawning,
We’re all yawning; so let’s go off to bed.
Girls.
To stay any longer we’re surely unwise;
We’ll wait for the daylight to open our eyes.
All.
For we’re all yawning, yaw, yaw, yawning,
We’re all yawning, and going off to bed.
[Exeunt, R. and L., repeating the last two lines.
Santa Claus peeps out from chimney, then enters. Costume, rubber boots, with pants tucked into them; heavy fur coat, with red comforter tied about it; red comforter about his neck; peaked fur cap; long gray hair and beard; very red face; strapped to his back a large basket, filled with toys.