Toast to the Mistletoe Girl

Here’s to the maid

     Who’s never afraid

To stand ‘neath the mistletoe;

     Here’s to the miss

     Who gives back the kiss,

Whether it’s wanted or no.

     Here’s to the lass

     Who looks in the glass

And sees a cheek blushing rare;

     Who’ll return weal or woe

     ‘Neath the glad mistletoe,

So that both her cheeks will compare!

Dec. 16, ‘09