And you have to bear it patiently—although you don't know how—
When they will not let you slumber in your comfortable chair,
But crawl and tumble over you and ruffle up your hair—
When Tom and Dick are home from school with all their nasty tricks,
And have terrific combats with a pair of single-sticks—
When Auntie comes to stay with us, and always takes their parts.
And you smile a sickly smile, and murmur, "Bless their little hearts!"
Oh, Christmas is a season when the beef is very fat,
(And it turns me topsy-turvey at the simple thought of that!)—
When it seems as if your relatives could never eat enough,