Little orphan Annie,

She had no real granny,

And this made her very sad.

So she wrote Santa a letter,

To forgo any winter sweater,

For a granny instead would be rad.

Santa read what she said,

And then scratched at his head,

Wondering if a granny would fit in a box.

He thus called all around,

Yet no granny was to be found,

So he sent her instead a red fox.

Now, a red fox was no granny,

Nor even an old nanny,

Yet Annie still loved him so.

I think it is time,

That I end this fine rhyme,

Yes I think it’s now time to go.