If I were ol' Santa, you know what I'd do I'd dump silly gifts that are given to you And deliver some things just inside your front door Things you have lost, but treasured before.
I'd give you back all your maidenly vigor, And to go along with it, a neat tiny figure. Then restore the old color that once graced your hair Before rinses and bleaches took residence there.
I'd bring back the shape with which you were gifted So things now suspended need not be uplifted. I'd draw in your tummy and smooth (10 comments)