From the Perth Amboy Evening News, November 19, 1914. By James J. Montague.
The kid that lives next door to me
Is talkin’ mighty queer.
He says that Santa Claus won’t be
A-comin’ round this year.
He says we’re poorer than we was
An’ that’s why he is sure
That Santa Claus won’t come, because
He doesn’t like the poor.
I guess I know we’re poor, all right.
My dad ain’t got no job,
An’ all my mother does at night
Is lay awake an’ sob.
But I should think old Santa’d know
That ‘count o’ this here war
Us kids that’s boosted for him so
Would need him all the more.
He must be rich as rich can be,
For every Christmas day
The papers tells about how he
Gives loads o’ toys away.
I ain’t expectin’ him to bring
A very awful lot,
But gee! I’d like some little thing
To show he ain’t forgot!