Come one, come all to this lovely occassion
He is on his way to give presents to all.
Rather than work on his own, he has trusty reindeer to help him out.
In December, they fly across the land.
Such joy, all these smiles.
There can never be enough.
Maybe you already know who this poem is about, but here's one final hint.
All dressed in red, with a long white beard and always smiling.
Santa Claus is the name, ready for the season of giving.