This little Santa comes from the North
He travels here and there, back and forth
Searching for his reindeers
He looks up in the air
But finds himself lost
Out in the cold frost
So he sits by the window ledge
Leaning close and not off the edge
He hears a wave of bells go by
And looks high above in the sky
“There are all my deers!”
He shouts loud and cheers
He returns to the North, hip hip hooray!
but we know that he will escape one day
Because this Santa is full of surprises
He will be carrying lots of cool prizes!