December Poetry

 

All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth,
My two front teeth, my two front teeth.
Gee, if I could only have my two front teeth,
Then I could wish you "Merry Christmas."

It seems so long since I could say,
"Sister Susie sitting on a thistle."
Gosh, oh gee, how happy I'd be
If I could only whistle.

All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth,
My two front teeth, my two front teeth
Gee, if I could only have my two front teeth,
Then I could wish you "Merry Christmas."

I’m a Little Ginger Kid
(I’m a Little Teapot) 

We are little ginger kids,
In the oven we’re found,
Raisins for eyes,
A nose so round.

 Good enough to eat,
So toasty and brown,
Just pick us up
And munch us down!

Santa

Santa's sometimes called Kris Kringle.
His merry eyes--oh how they twinkle.
His nose and cheeks are red as a rose,
Which match all his bright red clothes.
Wearing a white beard and boots of black,
He's a jolly elf carrying his sack.
When he laughs, he "ho, ho, hos,"
From the tip of his hat to the end of his nose.

The Reindeer Pokey
(The Hokey Pokey)

You put your antlers in.
You put your antlers out.
You put you antlers in,
And you shake them all about.
You do the Reindeer Pokey,
And you turn yourself around.
That's what it's all about!

You put your hooves in....
You put your red nose in....
You put your fluffy tail in...
You put your reindeer body in..

Little Ginger Man
(The Little Drummer Boy)
 
Bake, little ginger man,
Ya – yum – ya –yum - yum.
Bake to a golden tan,
Ya – yum – ya – yum – yum.
We mixed and rolled the dough,
Ya – yum – ya – yum – yum.
We did the best we know,
Ya – yum – ya – yum – yum.
Yum – ya – yum – yum,
Yum – ya – yum – yum.
Smell the gingerbread,
Ya – yum – ya – yum – yum.
You’re almost done.

Gingerbread
(Hokey Pokey) 

You pour the flour in, you pour the flour out.
You pour the flour in, and you stir it all about.
You do the ginger twist and you turn yourself around.
Let’s give a great big shout! Yeah!

 You knead the dough this way, you knead the dough that way.
You knead the dough this way, and you pat it all about.
You do the ginger twist and you turn yourself around.Let’s give a great big shout! Yeah! 

You roll the dough this way, you roll the dough that way.
You roll the dough this way and you roll and roll it out.
You do the ginger twist and you turn yourself around.
Let’s give a great big shout! Yeah! 

You cut out ginger boys, you cut out ginger girls.
You cut out ginger kids and you place them all about.
You do the ginger twist and you turn yourself around.
Let’s give a great big shout! Yeah!

 You add some raisins here, you add some raisins there.
Make eyes and nose and buttons, add some raisins all about.
You do the ginger twist and you turn yourself around.
Let’s give a great big shout! Yeah!

 And then you bake ‘em here, and then you bake ‘em there.
You bake ‘em in the oven, ‘til they turn a golden brown.
You do the ginger twist and you turn yourself around.
Let’s give a great big shout! Yeah!

O’ Gingerbread
(O Christmas Tree)

Oh, gingerbread,
Oh, gingerbread,
T'was so much fun to make you.
Oh, gingerbread,
Oh, gingerbread,
Oh, how we loved to bake you,
The smell of gingerbread in the air,
Cinnamon buttons and icing hair.
Oh, gingerbread,
Oh, gingerbread,
Oh, how we loved to bake you.
 

Gingerbread Rock
(Jingle Bell Rock)

 Gingerbread, gingerbread, gingerbread rock,
Gingerbread, rhymes for gingerbread times,
Shakin’ and bakin’, it’s holiday fun,
Now that gingerbread time has come.

 Gingerbread, gingerbread, gingerbread rock,
Gingerbread ways for gingerbread days,
Shakin’ and bakin’, with never a care,
In the spicy air!

Christmas is coming

The goose is getting fat,
Please to put a penny in an old man’s hat.
If you haven’t got a penny,
A half-penny will do,
If you haven’t got a half-penny
Then how ‘bout you!

Call Rudolph

Eight little reindeer pulling Santa's sled
One fell down and bumped his head.
The elves called Santa and Sant said,
"Can seven little reindeer pull my sled?"

count down the same way until
you get to one little reindeer

One little reindeer pulling Santa's sled,
He fell down and bumped his head.
The elves called Santa and Santa said,
"Call Rudolph"

Santa's Reindeer

"Come Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, and Vixen.
Come Comet, Cupid, Donner, and Blitzen."
Santa said, "My reindeer number eight.
We need to go. We can't be late!
It's dark this Christmas Eve night.
We need someone to carry a light.
Rudolph, of course you'll be fine.
Now my reindeer number nine."

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