Poems (Barker)/Mrs Santa Clause
Mrs Santa Claus.
DECEMBER 25, 1885.Good evening my good people!I'm glad to see you all;To-night I hold reception,Enter the magic hall.
And now you all are seated,After this little pauseI'll introduce your hostess:I'm Mrs. Santa Claus.
You see, my dear old husbandIs in such great demand,He's like a flying meteorOver this mighty land.
And so one day he told me:"You'r such a little mouse,I hardly dare to ask youTo venture from the house:
"But surely you will aid meJust at this Christmas time,And for the sake of othersWill leave your native clime.
"Within a distant cityThere is a little home,Where loving hearts will greet you,Rejoiced that you have come.
"There you most hold reception,And fill the house with gleeNow listen and I'll tell youHow many there will be.
"There's Grandpapa and GrandmaO! that's a pleasant sight,And dear Papa and MammaWhose heart's with joy are light;
"Uncle Charley and Aunt Eva,Hortie and blue-eyed Ray,There's Harold and the babyO, such a Christmas day!
"And there is little NormalThe precious heaven sent child,And gentle little Inez,With ways so sweet and mild."
And so, my dear good people,I never stopped a minute,But ordered up my little sleigh,And quickly scrambled in it.
And so for just one little hour,We'll bid farewell to sorrow,Resolving if we think it bestTo shoulder it to-morrow.
These loving gifts from loving handsWill fill your hearts with pleasure,We'll thank the Master dear for all,And over-run the measure.