You've helped your kids put out cookies and milk

In your soft plush robe and nightgown of silk

Life is perfect and your tree is glowing

But your children went to bed not knowing

Tomorrow marks the birth of a savior

Yet they wouldn't know from your behavior

You're happy to make sure Santa is fed

And there's gifts galore wrapped in green and red

To not mention Jesus, I think that's odd

He is the birthday boy and He is God