A Children’s Opera by Anthony Plog
Libretto by Ronald Kidd
Santa: Ho, ho, ho, Merry Christmas! Ho, ho, ho, etc.
Floyd: Okay, lose the beard.
Santa: Pardon me?
Floyd: The beard. It goes.
Santa: Who are you?
Floyd: The suit? Get serious.
Santa: You don’t like it?
Floyd: I mean, come on. Red? Excuse me.
Santa: I like red. I like red. I am red!
Floyd: You are so mauve. Yes, mauve. Cooler, hipper, happening.
Santa: Do I know you?
Floyd: You will. My name is Floyd. I’m the new head elf.
Santa: What happened to Dinky?
Molly: Dear Santa, I did not hear from you, so I thought I would write again. Did you get my letter? I know you’re busy, but please write back. You don’t have to be my pen pal. Maybe we could just be friends. I was thinking some more about presents. I said that I would not send you a Christmas list, but there is one present I would like. It’s not a video game or a fancy toy. It’s not much at all. I wish I could have a teddy bear. My friends would laugh if they heard that. They’d say that I was being a baby.
Floyd: I’ve got it!
Santa: Huh?
Floyd: I’ve got it! It’s perfect! It’s brilliant! Wake up, old man. I’ve got the answer to your prayers.
Santa: Sugar plums? You have sugar plums? Sorry, I was dreaming. It’s these long winter days.
Santa: Come on Blitzen. It’s time to go home.
Blitzen: Uh, Santa, aren’t you forgetting something?
Santa: What do you mean?
Blitzen: You know.
Santa: Huh?
Blitzen: You know: The thing.
Santa: Oh yeah. The thing. Let’s see now. How did it go?
Blitzen: He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle.
Santa: And they all flew away like the down of a thistle.
Blitzen: But I heard him exclaim, ’ere he drove out of sight:
Santa: Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.