TisDTingle

For all who are nice Tis'D'Tingle, will add some spice Tis the season, bright and sweet, With ribbons, bows, and paper neat. Gifts are wrapped with care so fine, Each one sparkles, like a sign. The tingle of joy, soft and bright, Fills the air, like starry light. For those who give with hearts so kind, Wraps of wonder, you'll soon find.