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Show His First Cliristmas Earle Hooker Eaton O AG up the Pole and telephone J Without a moment's pause, Or by the wireless make it known To dear old Santa Chius, That I'apa's Boy and Muma's oy. And Sister's Precious Mile, While glud bells clang will gaily hang His stocking up tonight! "Ting ling! Tinglmj! llellc, hello! Is that you Santa, 'ear? Be sure your reindeer hear your Whoa'! When you are passing here. What's that? You'll come and bring 0 drum, A jumping-jack ant ball. And other toys for little boys? Dear Saint, you're best 0 all!" 'Tis Christmas morn, and to his shop Old Santa hometiard flies; 'Tis five o'clock, but open pop The baby's roguish eyes. We're dead lor sleep, but out we creep, And dress at once to get What Santa kind, has left behind For Toddlekins, our pel. From Pole to Pole there's surely not A babe more pleased than he. And how he crows, the httppy tot. And gurgles in his glee. The jumping jack, the ducks that quack, The drum, the horns, the ball, The chicks that peep, the horse, the sheep, He tries to eat them all! On this his first glad Christmas lark, The toys with blocks he pells, He makes old Noah wish the Ark Had landed somewhere else! A soldier blue he breaks in two, A puncture gives the drum, He fills the air, with legs and hair. And then he sucks his thumb! The Sand-Man's surely come to town. And soft is muvver's lap; Clear up the wreck and snuggle down, 'Tis lime to take a nap. Then rock-a bye, close each blue eye. Rest, my darling, rest! (Ie's fast asleep, with baby sheep Hugged tight aaainsl his breast!) Western Newspaper Union. |