• "Oh, the joys of Christmas,
    How it fills me with glee.
    The powdering of snow on the once-green hills,
    The scent of the Christmas tree.

    Oh, the joys of Christmas,
    It only comes once a year,
    As we stay awake at night,
    Waiting to hear
    The sound of Santa Clause placing toys,
    For all the girls and boys,
    Under the Christmas tree.

    Oh, the joys of Christmas,
    Why do they have to end?
    At least we have our memories,
    Which will last for quite some time,
    Until the joys of Christmas come once again."

    ~Evelyn/Madam Wonderland