With joyful heart, on dainty toes,
Her eyes ashine, each cheek a rose,
Well laden with her presents goes
The Christmas maid.
In Santa's task she claims a share,
And bears here gifts with thoughtful
While Love attends her everywhere,
A willing aid.
Oh, Santa, take a friendly tip,
Unless you want to lose your grip,
Don't let her make another trip
In all your days.
For she's a vision, so complete,
So captivating, fair and sweet,
That she has got you surely beat
A hundred ways.