Well, you know it’s Christmas
And my heart is open wide!
Gonna give you something
So you know what’s on my mind!

Homeless Santa came to our office party dressed for the part – traditional red suit, black boots, and bag full of toys. He gladdened hearts with his rosy cheeks and his hearty “Ho, Ho, Ho!” He had a magical touch with children, and my daughter beamed as she sat on his lap.

To begin with, Christmas is celebrated with electricity. We celebrate Chanukah with candles. Itty-bitty, shitty candles, as if we are living in a cave in the fifth century and hydroelectric power is unknown to us.

Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear Jesus!
Happy birthday to you.