Santa Baby

'Tis the season for a visit to see jolly old St. Nick.
So off we went to the mall last week.
You told Santa you want a blueberry lollipop for Christmas.
(And, for good measure, you added a Mickey Mouse balloon and a bicycle to your list).
You talked about his reindeer and his white beard, you spotted the presents on his sleigh.
You touched his white gloves and his glasses.
And then, as soon as you saw the basket of candy canes, you wiggled right onto his lap.
"He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
and I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself."