Well.

I normally do not do this sort of thing, but this being the holiday season and all, and my being in a good mood seeing as it is the last day of classes, here goes...

*adjusts boa*
*checks on backup singers*
*nods to orchestra leader to begin*

Santa baby, slip some Koigu under the tree, for me
I've been an awful good girl
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa baby, several pounds of cashmere too, light blue
I'll wait up for you, dear
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Don't think of all the yarn I've got,
Think of all the yarn that I haven't bought
Next year I could be just as good
If you bring me what you ought.

Santa honey, I want a Schacht and really that's
Not, a lot
I've been an angel all year
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa cutie, there's one thing I really do need, the deed
To a Qiviut ranch
Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa baby, and fill my stocking with crochet hooks -
and books - you know the kind I like
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Come and trim my Christmas tree
With some knitting needles made of ebony
I really do believe in you
Let's see if you believe in me

Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, some golden rings
the stitch-marker kind
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight


and many apologies to Eartha Kitt, and J. Javits and P. Springer (the authors of this little tune...or at least the original version of it)


and no, I will not comment on the semiotics of "hurry down the chimney tonight".