Stopping over a billion times all along the way.
But one stop he enjoys far more than most of all the others -
Is visiting the Black Bear Ranch and sharing with sisters and brothers.
He sheds his coat and hat and socks and hops on in the creek,
And blushes just a little bit at those who take a peek.
For clothes are just an option there and not a very good one,
Cause less is more at Black Bear Ranch so most the people wear none.
The girls sing Jingle Bells and other fitting songs;
The guys compare their beards with Santa cause his is very long.
Marshmallows are roasted 'round the fire as sparks fly in the air;
The peace pipe is passed a time or two - all are happy to share.
The night is filled with dancing and cool aid and smoke rings rising high;
They circle round the stars above and sway in the Christmas sky.
Soon morning comes and Santa bids them all a wondrous year,
Puts on his coat and hat and socks and wipes away his tears.
For it will be another year when he waves the communal branch,
On his return to see his friends at the wonderful Black Bear Ranch.
