His eyes--how they twinkled!
his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses,
his nose like a cherry!

His droll little mouth
was drawn up like a bow,
and the beard of his chin
was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe
he held tight in his teeth,
and the smoke it encircled
his head like a wreath;

He had a broad face
and a little round belly,
that shook when he laughed
like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump,
a right jolly of elf,
and I laughed when I saw him,
in spite of myself;


CONTINUE