poetry for sharing society...................................

If old kriss kringle should forget
to travel christmas eve,
i tell you now, I think next day
the little folks would grieve.
a here wouldn’t be a single toy,
a single box or book,
and not a bit of candy in
their stockings when they’d look

because, you see, rikss kringle has
a “corner” on these things,
‘Tis he, and he alone, who in
the night our presents brings.

then let us all try to avert
this sad catastrophe,
and hope kriss kringle may at least