“There are no such things as elves”, my older brother would say
“And why do you think Santa’s so old and so gray?”
“Santa looks really stupid in his red suit and lived a long time ago”
“I don’t know why but you’re wrong and I know you don’t know”
Would be my reply. “Oh yea, believe what you want to believe,
But all Santa’s toys are made in Japan”, as he reach up to show me
And stretched out his eyes and would laugh as he implied,
“Maybe that’s why elves have pointed ears and slanted eyes”
“No! You are wrong!! You are wrong!!” I would cry!
“Santa is real and so are all his wonderful elves”

And every Christmas morning beneath a fresh balsam fir
Twinkling lights and ornaments and tinsel would stir
And on top a shining star with a promise would bring
And in the background a choir of angels would sing
Those wonderful songs that I would just hum along
That wonderful feeling I was right all along!!!

Merry Christmas !!!!