Christmas Reasoning

My ma she says “you must not do

      This, that an’ so an’ so”;

She says I mustn’t make her scold,

      ‘Cause Santy Claus will know.

She says I mustn’t stay up late,

      I must lie still in bed;

I mustn’t pucker up my mouth

      At anything ‘at’s said.

I must be good in every way,

      Each day she tells me so;

An’ so I dasn’t hardly breathe

      ‘Cause Santy Claus will know.

But I don’t think he’ll know us all

      Who haven’t done just right;

He’d have so much to ‘member, why

      He would ferget a sight.

Sept. 1^st, 1904