Poems (Barker)/Mrs Santa Clause
Appearance
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.
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 pause
I'll introduce your hostess:
I'm Mrs. Santa Claus.
After this little pause
I'll introduce your hostess:
I'm Mrs. Santa Claus.
You see, my dear old husband
Is in such great demand,
He's like a flying meteor
Over this mighty land.
Is in such great demand,
He's like a flying meteor
Over this mighty land.
And so one day he told me:
"You'r such a little mouse,
I hardly dare to ask you
To venture from the house:
"You'r such a little mouse,
I hardly dare to ask you
To venture from the house:
"But surely you will aid me
Just at this Christmas time,
And for the sake of others
Will leave your native clime.
Just at this Christmas time,
And for the sake of others
Will leave your native clime.
"Within a distant city
There is a little home,
Where loving hearts will greet you,
Rejoiced that you have come.
There 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 glee
Now listen and I'll tell you
How many there will be.
And fill the house with glee
Now listen and I'll tell you
How many there will be.
"There's Grandpapa and Grandma
O! that's a pleasant sight,
And dear Papa and Mamma
Whose heart's with joy are light;
O! that's a pleasant sight,
And dear Papa and Mamma
Whose heart's with joy are light;
"Uncle Charley and Aunt Eva,
Hortie and blue-eyed Ray,
There's Harold and the baby
O, such a Christmas day!
Hortie and blue-eyed Ray,
There's Harold and the baby
O, such a Christmas day!
"And there is little Normal
The precious heaven sent child,
And gentle little Inez,
With ways so sweet and mild."
The 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.
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 best
To shoulder it to-morrow.
We'll bid farewell to sorrow,
Resolving if we think it best
To shoulder it to-morrow.
These loving gifts from loving hands
Will fill your hearts with pleasure,
We'll thank the Master dear for all,
And over-run the measure.
Will fill your hearts with pleasure,
We'll thank the Master dear for all,
And over-run the measure.