Wimsical Wisdom?

Santa always works on Christmas Eve.....

Little Brick House

Little brick house,
On the faint side of town,
Oh how dear,
And lovely it doth sound.

Little brick house,
Surrounded by autumn leaves,
Tis so picturesque,
And beautiful it seems.

Little brick house,
All you dreamed it would be?
The leaving of you,
And the ending of me?

Little brick house,
On the faint side of town,
Oh how my heart breaks,
At the thought of the sound.