There once was a jolly old soul.Giving gifts was his generous goal.So I waited all nightwith suspense and delight!All I got was a bucket of coal!So I screamed at the fat man in red,”A curse on your silly white head!I try to be nicethough I’m guilty of vice,can’t you just give me something instead?”Then ol’ Santa returned in a snit.And he said that my whining must quit.”You have lots of stuff,and enough is enough.So be grateful, you ignorant twit!”Alas, that dear Santa was right.I have not a cause for a fight.So not to be hateful,I’ll try to be grateful.Peace to all, and to all a good night!