Santa, Santa why is your nose so red

I was wondering while lying in bed

Thinking about this I went to sleep

In my dream Santa said...

"You are the silliest girl I have ever met!"

"Why?" asked I

"Because only fools like you believe in me

A real man I cannot be!

You see many people dressed like me

Well, none of them is really me".

But the next morning on Christmas day

When everyone was happy and gay

Under the Christmas tree

I found presents for my brother and me.

"Who left these?" I asked my mum

As I was playing with my new toy drum

"It was Santa" mum said!

Just then a question came to me...

Now how can that be

Is it mum or is it Santa fooling me?

~Tushna~