The Cradle Sled

A little babe asleep in bed

dreamt that his cradle was a sled

pulled by a painted rocking horse

and flew off to see Santa Clause.

Over broad skies of baby blue

and clouds of candy floss he flew

until he came to Santa’s home

where he was met by elves and gnomes.

They gave his horse some hay to eat

and him gave chocolates, cakes and sweets

then ‘cause he’d been such a good boy

Santa Clause gave him lots of toys.