Poems (Schiller)/Christmas eve
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CHRISTMAS EVE
To-night they say is Christmas eve, And Santa Claus will be here afterwhile,I think he is on the housetop now, For I hear the creaking of a tile.
Ma says he brings nice things for children— I wonder what he will bring for me;I want a new dress, and a doll like Mary's, And toys for my Christmas tree.
I know brother John wants a drum and a top, And a poll-parrot in a gilded cage;And Tom, he wants a fur cap and coat For now they are all the rage.
But I think that I must go to sleep, For fear Santa Claus won't come;I must try to be a good little girl Or else of candies I'll get none.[Aged 13 years.]