Santa the Beau by Deda


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Kiwis Put The Kebash On Santa's Ho –– Father Christmas has been told to stop saying: "ho ho ho" in New Zealand because it frightens children. Sian Barber, of Westaff Recruitment, which is finding Santas for shopping malls, told The Dominion newspaper that the traditional shout was scary. "We're trying to divert them off going 'ho ho ho'. . . for some children it can seem a bit ferocious," she said. Instead, in this new, sensitive age, Santas are being taught that talking to children the right way was important, as was the ability to listen, show patience, warmth and understanding. "We need someone who has an affinity with children, someone who can really understand the importance of what they represent," Ms Barber said. "That's important for the children, and for the mall owners because they are big drawcards."

Santa the Beau by Deda

I travel all over this planet
From nation to nation I go
Wherever good children are waiting
To hear my trademark Ho ho ho
To hear my trademark Ho ho ho,
To hear my trademark Ho ho ho
Good children are waiting all over
To hear my trademark Ho ho ho.

When presents I've laid on the counter
In stockings, on mantels, for show
I swig down the milk and the cookies
And leave with a loud Ho ho ho
And leave with a loud Ho ho ho,
And leave with a loud Ho ho ho
I chug down the milk and the cookies,
And leave with a loud Ho ho ho

Now suddenly down in New Zealand
They want me to rewrite my show
They say that the children are frightened
When they hear me laugh, Ho ho ho
When they hear me laugh, Ho ho ho,
When they hear me laugh, Ho ho ho
Some children, they tell me, are frightened?
What hogwash, say I! Ho ho ho

There's no prettier place than New Zealand
The pace there is easy and slow
Mrs Claus hoped we might there retire
But not without my Ho ho ho
But not without my Ho ho ho
But not without my Ho ho ho
Without it I simply won't go.

My sleigh is all packed up for Christmas
The reindeer are ready to go
If they don't like my laugh in New Zealand
Let's see how they like No, no, no
Let's see how they like No, no, no
Let's see how they like No, no, no
Instead of my laugh, in New Zealand,
A weak-bellied message of No.