OPERATION SANTA CLAUS
by John T. Baker


When Santa girds his sleigh with bells
And bids his reindeer fly,
He takes along a midnight snack,
A slice of pumpkin pie.

He soars above the rim of earth,
His list within his hand,
So he can scrupulously tell
The reindeer where to land.

In constant glee and merriment
He works the whole night through;
He doles out all his goodies and
Then swiftly fades from view.