I can’t rightly say on other nights where he be!
No sirree!
No siree!
Can’t, however in December the twenty-forth about eight thirty,
Yes Siree!
Yes Siree!
That’s right in nineteen hundted and sixty-six,
Ellen and I wanted to see’Everything!’
Diana and John had come from Western Iowa by Spencer,
It was a year brfore grandpa Bittenger died,
We at the Heike’s always had a Christmas at home then one in Shawno,Wisconsin,
New Year’s in Spencer,Iowa,
Sometimes other way around,
Santa called to our home Laurence, Iowa,
Santa told us iff to bed,
No fuss, no muss!
Best children ever!
Neighbors would have swore we were ill!
Years later,
Years older,
It was leaked,
Dad had called for old Saint Nick,
Niw tonight all these years later,
In the news an artical,
Telling small children one and all,
Christmas Eve tomorrow night,
With the nations of the world a watching,
Santa’s Goggle GPS on,
CBS,and CNN and ABC,
Tracking Santa,
Good girls and boys,
Moms and dads,
Santa’s on his way!
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