Let's imagine a work shop up in the clouds 
with the angel that runs it clothed in shrouds

In one end of the shop, an elf makes heads 
While another beside him measures and threads 

The elf in the middle stamps out the nose 
and the one behind him assorts all the toes 

Then comes arms, legs, fingers, and feet
All measured tested and sent down complete

Then to the assembly room through a big long gear
To complete little babies for the coming year

On to the diaper room wrapped up tight
Checked and final checked ready for flight

Off to the delivery room, and a big stork there
Will take it and fly off in the cool night air

To all sorts of homes near mountains and streams
And deliver these babies while mothers dream

So dreams this mother on til morn
To wake with joy, her child is born.

Joseph Vosbikian