Santa. An overflowing bag; and so, I fear—
Queen.
Here’s our solution: Leave the bag with me,
And, elves and fairies all, we’ll gladly see
That every gift’s bestowed, this very night.
We’ll be your aids, and work with all our might.
Jack.
Each home we’ll find, nor miss a single one!
All. [Taking hands and dancing about Santa.]
Indeed we will! We promise! Oh, what fun!