The Mudlets have tracked Santa via NORAD since mid day,
With excitement reaching fever point – he was finally on his way.
Now a carrot, cookie and a drink are by the fireplace ready,
(I should point out the drink is milk to keep the old man steady).
And for tired reindeer, round our garden, special food was scattered,
And now the Mudlets are in bed and Mud and I are shattered.
Merry Christmas everyone.