[Spoken Word]
And so it was
In front of this hotel
Our angel did finally arrive
And standing at one corner
Was a young man
Who caught the angel's eye
He had a small group of children
Gathered 'round him there
Who all were quietly listening
Which for children is quite rare
He was telling them Christmas tales
And each one brought more children near
For they nestled 'round him on those steps
So each word they could clearly hear
He then told them a Christmas story
About how all men are brothers
And when that story had ended
The children clamored for another
"Where does Christmas go when its day is through?
Where does Christmas go?" They asked
"And what does Christmas do?"
Now children have such simple requests
Their wishes are so small
That the young man saw no reason why
He could not grant them all