I hear a pitter, patter of hooves on my roof,
I hear, see dirt slide sown the chimney,
I see a red sack in the fireplace,
Followed by a pair of boots.

I hear a **, **, **,
with a slurp like he finished the milk and cookies,
I see him turn to the tree,
with a plop he the sack of coal, or toys on the ground,
I see him open the bag, i see toys of all shapes and sizes,
all different colors.

With a swoosh of wind,
and a bright light,
i see