|Listen, Kitty, while I tell you
'Bout old Santa Claus.
Stop your purring, lie real quiet,
Fold your frisky paws.
Are you ready? Well, in Greenland
Where it's always cold,
Santa has a big toy garden
Full as it will hold
Of doll-trees and doll-clothes bushes,
Little cradle vines,
Thimble plants and needle grasses,
Ribbon elms and pines;
Little wash tubs on the willows,
Little wringers too,
Little stoves and little dishes,
Doll-beds white and blue.
Everywhere there's lots of candy,
Even on the ground;
Candy rats and mice and rabbits
Running all around.
When its Christmas Eve Old Santa
With his deer and sled
Brings us lots and lots of presents
After we're in bed.
But tonight he's coming early,___
O the things he'll bring!
Listen! You can hear his sleighbells
__Harry Edward Mills.
Harry Edward Mills
(Fort Scott: Sunflower Press. 1901)