A Little Book of Christmas
First published by Sheba Blake Publishing Corp. 2021
Copyright © 2021 by John Kendrick Bangs
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Whene’er I find a man who don’t Believe in Santa Claus, And spite of all remonstrance won’t Yield up to logic’s laws, And see in things that lie about The proof by no means dim, I straightway cut that fellow out, And don’t believe in him.
The good old Saint is everywhere Along life’s busy way. We find him in the very air We breathe day after day— Where courtesy and kindliness And love are joined together, To give to sorrow and distress A touch of sunny weather.
We find him in the maiden’s eyes Beneath the mistletoe, A-sparkling as the star-lit skies All golden in their glow. We find him in the pressure of The hand of sympathy, And where there’s any thought of love He’s mighty sure to be.
So here’s to good old Kindliheart! The best bet of them all, Who never fails to do his part In life’s high festival; The worthy bearer of the crown With which we top the Saint. A bumper to his health, and down With them that say he ain’t!