He's coming to your house and mine
He's not too picky what type tree
Whether Douglas Fir, Cedar, or Pine
He slithers underneath the doors
Around the couches and chairsAnd swallows the Christmas trees down whole
Without a single care
Lights, ornaments, and popcorn strands
He doesn't mind a bit
Bells, candy canes, pictures, and stars
And even a candle lit
So beware little kiddies and make sure tonight
That if you play Hide-n' Go Seek
You may hide anywhere in the house
But don't dare go hide in the tree