Dear Santa: this is just to say
That I don´t like the doll you left.
She is cross-eyed, her hair a mess
It seems to me sort of rags her dress.
I see my friend’s dolls so pretty, so well,
That I feel jealousy of their happiness.
Please Santa, come back and take it away!
Dear Santa, I hugged my doll yesterday
I told her some tales and we sang as well.
We shared our secrets and then fell asleep.