A Christmas Wish

May the fat man in red
Bring his act to your house
While you're snoozing in bed
May he sneak like a mouse

May he bring you a blizzard
Of trinkets and toys
So you're stuffed to the gizzard
With love, greed, and joy

May the loot crowd your place
May the piles grow so tall
That he's stumped to find space
For the best gift of all

And so in the end
May the fat man deposit
A hmm hmm hmm hmm
In a large upstairs closet.