by songbird* » Sun Jan 03, 2016 4:09 pm
It is Christmas eve and I'm ready to go, while Santa drives through the rain and snow. I prepared water and a heart candy cane, because making cookies is such a pain. With my Santa plushy, my bells, and my ugly sweater, I'll be off to bed until tomorrows snowy weather. So as I wish of Santa tonight, he'll be coming down my chimney before morning light.