all i want for Christmas is a penny lover a women that enjoys the small things in life the lincolns instead of the benjamins thrift instead of trendy peanut butter instead of steak my bottom shelf written poems instead of polish the small things in life, Santa the small things is that too much to ask for your gift to me sans the star spangled spangled the fireworks the silver, glitter and confetti i would endear can you help me Santa i dream i dream real a simple snowfall me with her on the bunny trail doing the bunny hop later sharing a hot cocoa borrowing heat, and time Santa in my dream i can see my mirror a pincher a thinker wrapped pretty maybe in ancient ski gear and attire but together and maybe in love santa, in retrospect i ask for a lot because my heart would be filled Merry Christmas