• Santa is coming with his bag of goodies
    one will have my favorite hoodie.
    Snow is falling from the heavens
    my luck number is seven.
    As the reindeer prance on the roof tops
    i slip and fall with my dog bops.
    We make snow people in the snow
    as santa will aways knows.
    Time to bake the gingerbread cookies
    but where is my sister sookie.
    O well lets go to bed
    and rest our heads.
    As we dream of santa and his elfs
    will goes to the candy cane shelf.
    She eats santas cookies and gulp down the milk
    o no its santa he got a present for you will.
    Its a mouse thats filled our house with fright
    as santa left we all said goodnight.