What "Old Santa" Overheard

'Tis said old Santa Claus one time
Told this joke on himself in rime:

ONE Christmas in the early din
That ever leads the morning in,
I heard the happy children shout
In rapture at the toys turned out
Of bulging little socks and shoes —
A joy at which I could but choose
To listen enviously, because
I'm always just " Old Santa Claus. "
But ere my rising sigh had got
To its first quaver of the thought,
It broke in laughter as I heard
A little voice chirp like a bird —
" Old Santa's mighty good, I know,
And awful rich — and he can go
Down ever' chimbly anywhere
In all the world! — But I don't care.
I wouldn't trade with him , and be
Old Santa Claus, and him be me,
Fer all his toys and things — and I
Know why and bet you he knows why! —
They wuz no Santa Claus when he
Wuz ist a little boy like me! "
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