(Sung to the traditional folk melody.)
"I saw Mommy kissing Santicore
As it solved a puzzle box last night
She didn't hear me leap
Down the tree trunk oh so steep
She thought that I was huddled up
In the conifers fast asleep...
Then I saw Mommy tickle Santicore
Right on its scaly rump so full of mites
Oh, what a lark it would have been!
If its tail-face had but seen
Mommy kissing Santicore last niiiight..."