A PLEA TO SANTA

Dear Santa, I've got to go
to bed - it's - late you see-
So listen, please for you must know
Just what to bring to me
I want a pair of skates, a knife,
a pony that can trot;
I want a nice big drum and fife
and all the books you've got.
I want a kite with miles of string
and several Christmas trees
but when you come this year, don't bring
Another baby, please.

Anonymous Poem, Circa 1915