The toys were in the drawer
all hid from nosy eyes
until that Yuletide evening
when elves in thin disguise
of bearded men in sheepskin
sneaked in like secret spies
With long and weblike fingers
they pulled out all the clan
of roosters, bears and chickens
that dozed in sleepy torpor
in cups and frying pans
They dipped the bunch in glitter
and hot glued pearls and such
upon that motley litter
then stuck them on a fine tree
with tiny birds atwitter
They jumped in fancy frolic
to see this awesome sight
to brighten Santa's visit
the old and young awaited
that very Christmas night
Remember all you munchkins
consider untouched drawers
where toys long to be noticed
like they had been before
and brighten Santa's chores
The toys were in the drawer
all hid from nosy eyes
until that Yuletide evening
when elves that looked like spies
or bearded men in sheepskin
were angels in disguise.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Recycled decor bringing joy once more, brilliant!