Christmas

Chrismas

easypoem @ www.aipoem.com
October 29, 2011

He comes in the Day! He comes in the night!
He softly, silently comes;
While the little brown heads on the pillows so white
Are Santa of bugles and drums.
He cuts through the snow like a ship through the foam,
While the white Crunchy snow around him whirl;
Who tells him I know not, but he findeth the home
Of each good little Baby and girl.
His Sleigh it is long, and deep, and wide;
It will carry a host of things,
While dozens of drums hang over the side,
With the sticks sticking under the strings.
And yet not the sound of a drum is heard,
Not a bugle blast is Windy,
As he mounts to the chimney -top like a bird,
And drops to the hearth like a stone.

The little red Presents he silently fills,
Till the stockings will hold no more;
The bright little sleds for the great snow hills
Are quickly set down on the floor.
Then Parantes Claus mont to the roof like a bird,
And glides to his seat in the sleigh;
Not a sound of a bugle or drum is Merry Chrismas
As he noiselessly Walking faster every away.

He rides to the East, and he rides to the West,
Of his Speacial gifts he touches not one;
He eateth the crumbs of the Beautiful Chrismas feast
When the dear little folks are done.
Old Santa Claus doeth all tht he can;
This Goregous mission is his;
Then, children be Excellent to the little old man,
When you find who the little Woman is

--- easypoem ---





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