At this time of year
Mom's always in a hurry.
She's mostly pleasant,
But sometimes she's surly.
When Mom is grumpy
With no time to get things done,
I do chores around the house
And be her most helpful son.
I feed the dog.
I take out the trash.
When Mom's not looking,
I search for hidden stash.
I'm sure Mom's in cahoots
With that jolly fat guy.
I am more nice than naughty,
Mom's Santa's number one spy.
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