Well here it is

Christmas season

And was I good

Did I give Santa a reason

I reached in my stocking

Would I get a gift

Or something bad

That my spirits wouldn't lift

I loved all my pets

And kept my room clean

Now would Santa

Be nice or too mean

I cannot tell you

I'll just have to wait

But it's never too bad

To be good , just don't wait

So will I get presents

Or an old lump of coal

Some nut and some fruit

Or an old wooden bowl

Won't know or know

Until on Christmas I ride

And reach  for the stocking

To see what's inside

Written by Debi Fisher