’Tis Christmastime and so St. Nick

Had packed his sacks in his bailiwick

At the snowy Pole, and was on his way

To give out gifts for Christmas day

To deserving folk the world around

Among them here in Vineyard Sound

Are those who live on this Island fair

So surely a spot without compare

If folk who live here would take care

To preserve its fields and trees and flowers,

Its dunes and bluffs and leafy bowers,

Its woods and ponds and moors and shore,

Its elegant homes from days of yore,

Its rural roads that wind a bit

Though they may give speeders a little fit

Its picturesque bridges and winding roads

That no longer pass state highway codes

But the Vineyard still — for a little while

Remains a place that quite beguiles

Princes and Presidents and their like

And outdoor folk who like to bike,

And yachtsmen and fishermen are here, too,

And Coast Guardsmen — that valiant crew

Who aid those folk who put out to sea

Whenever there’s an emergency.


With them in mind, Nick told his deer

That for Menemsha they should steer

And make it a landing place this season,

He gave to the reindeer as his reason

That a new boathouse is being built

Of concrete so it will not tilt

Or burn as the last one did, but, of course

In addition to concrete to reinforce

T’will have a red roof and sides of white

And will fit in nicely at Menemsha Bight

And he said to Blitzen and to Donner

While he gave out gifts there’d be beach to wander

Rich in seaweed delights for the reindeer crew

There’d surely be Irish moss to chew

At the end of their flight to Martha’s isle,

So off Nick flew and in a short while

With good strong winds behind the sleigh

He reached Menemsha this very day

With all of his presents for young and old.


For Peggy Freydberg was a pen of gold

For writing more verse as she likes to do

Even now that she’s passed one hundred and two

And reached 105 and is still going strong.

Then for Sandy Turner was a game of Mah-Jongg.

There was for Don Groover a new guitar pick

And old Oak Bluffs photos for Douglas Ulwick.

While Jamie Alley got mushrooms for soup

And Lynn Merry’s chickens when out of their coop

Now have coats of armor to shield them from hawks

And for Barbara Shriver there were better locks.

There was rich manure for Rebecca Gilbert.


And for Tom Thatcher there were filberts.

For Martina Thornton was a St. Vincent trip

And Bridget Tobin got her own sailing ship.

There was catnip aplenty for Jim Morse’s cats

And then Leah Smith, who likes big summer hats

Got a Mexican sombrero that will shade her just fine

When she works in the garden in summertime.

There were paint brushes for Allen Whiting

While Jonathan Revere for his fine writing

Got a book contract — and they’re so rare.

For George A. Hough when he enters the fair

With his fat buds of garlic, there was a blue ribbon

While Jerome Kohlberg got a full set of Gibbon

To keep him busy on wintry nights

When such meaty books are sure delights.

Then Kermit Freund who likes to fish

Got a Derby win and for Chuck Minnich.


There was a new mower to keep lawns trim

That seemed to St. Nick like a good gift for him.

For Richardson, Jim was a trip to Peru

To dig for rare objects, ancient not new.

Aline Merna’s Oscar the dog

Got a good warm coat when he goes for a jog.

There were Kona beans for Christy, Todd

Then for Joanie Ames was something odd

At least for a Martha’s Vineyard yard

She got a zebra, with stripes. of course,

While a Picasso painting was there for Chris Morse,

Harriet Harrison got ice skates new.

And for Mary Jane Pease there was a yew,

While for Ralph Packer and for Patti Linn

There was fireplace wood to fill a bin.

Then Lorraine Clark and Alley, Kerry

Got bells and bows to make them merry

After all their years filling Stockings Red.

Isaac Silber-Parr got a sleek new sled

To whisk down hills when there’s snow about.

He’s sure to like that, without a doubt.

And Marjorie Peirce got a brand new car

To take her near and to take her far

To visit clients and dig for carrots

While Edie Blake got two new parrots.


Anita Cimeno for her palm tree tall

Got a coconut, while for Magid, Paul

Was a dashing hat for birding jaunts

That take him to exciting haunts

With Susan Whiting and Harrington, Flip

Who got for their birders quite a trip

To Oceania — while Nancy Nitchie

Got her own chauffeur — that’s really peachy

Then Robert Cleasby got a brand new mike

While for Jayden Robinson — that cute tyke

Were blocks to play with on the floor

And for Owen White, for his new front door

Was a bright brass knocker while Dale McClure

Got a new backhoe to delve and dig

When he works on projects that are big.


While Santa searched inside his sleigh

For just the right gifts to give away,

His reindeer were down at Menemsha beach

In search of seaweed they could easily reach.

They found kelp brown and some kelp green

And they set to work grazing and quit the scene,

But St. Nick, in the sleigh was still on the dock

With a mound of clover to feed the sheep flock

Of Clarissa Allen and Al Healy’s, too,

And then there was for the Coast Guard crew

Holly and ivy and Christmas lights

To make their quarters a merry sight.

And a sparkly snowflake just like a star

That gleams in the night and is seen from afar

Was in Santa’s sack for Shari Foiles

And then there were for Rez Williams oils

For all the fine paintings that he makes

While for Judy Worthington who bakes

The tastiest pies for which one might wish

Was a silver pie server and a serving dish.

And for Brian Athearn was a bigger freezer

Just the right size to make freezing easier

For venison burgers and venison steaks

While Kathy Kendrick got some pancakes.


Then for Kathy Morris were Broadway tickets

And Cathlin Baker got repaired church pickets.

While for Zeke Williams there was a new ladder

And Gus BenDavid got a puff adder.

The Robert Ganzes got a troop of elves

To work at night to fill their shelves

With the glass and china, papers and books

That are in their house and their barn’s nooks.

Then Maddie LeCoq got a new mountain bike

And Aushra Galley the snow she likes

For skiing on New Hampshire slopes

After going up on the tow ropes.

Then the Albert Fischers for their new home

Got a sizeable load of garden loam

And Isabel Engley got fuschia paint

To make her birdhouse look quite quaint.

Then Chantal Hanavan got a frilly apron

’Tis sure to appeal to every patron

Of French Accent Catering that is hers.

And then there were for that fine nurse,

Lorraine Eldridge, trips to Nantucket

While Gerald Caton got a fire bucket

To help quench fires in Chilmark town

While Jason Olsen got snow boots brown

To keep him warm in Portland town

When he goes there to his next post


And then there was a genuine ghost

For Karen Altieri and Gary Cook

They’ll see him if they carefully look,

Settled beneath the Pagoda tree,

A friendly ghost one need not flee.

George Hartman got a ticket to Mars

(That’s much more interesting than old cars.)

Then Marshall Carroll got new deck shoes

And George Szilassy two Subarus.

For Riley Deeble was a Morris chair

And Nan and Warren Doty got a trip by air

To a dancing vacation off somewhere.

And Chrysal Parrot got silk for her dresses

While there was a bow for Clover Briggs’s tresses

And Mark Montgomery got rice

So he could cook something very nice

That would, indeed, be a taste delight

That would put him right in the limelight

On the Iron Chef show on television,

While Betty Joslow to improve her vision

Got new reading glasses so she can read more

While Peter Barnes got swims at the shore

Near the Inkwell beach where he likes to go


And then there was, for Bob Pacheco,

A nice vacation far from his store

Where there was no beef or lamb anymore

Or chickens or turkeys or veal chops or ham,

Just vegetables, fruits and blackberry jam,

And beaches to bask on so he could rest

(Although he seems always to be full of zest,)

Then for Jim Morgan was a new whittling knife

While Steven Tully got a fife

To play at weddings — they’re so nice.

Then Madelyn Alwardt got a Teddy Bear

That really will not require much care,

Just lots of love and a pillow warm

And a mistress who’ll do him no harm.

Then Tricia Bergeron got a loaf of sweet bread

And Chilmark Chocolates were for Meinelt, Ted.

While a bouquet of roses was in Santa’s sack

For Runner, Faith, and a knickknack

For Jennifer Goeckel for her new house

While Martha Moore got a silky blouse,

And Susie Burnshaw got a rake for her pool

Then for Rick Huss was a sweater of wool

To keep him warm on wintery days.

And for Myrtle Case there was some lace,

For the sewing she does with such good grace.


Dave Tuminaro got a London ticket

And Kevin Kerry not a sticky wicket

But a new croquet mallet to perfect his game

Though he always takes most excellent aim.

For Emily Kennedy fresh from a farm

Were carrots and turnips and parsnips to charm

Any vegetable eater which she surely is

Since with her new juicer she’s really a whiz

At making a veggie a tasty delight,

She’s becoming a chef, which is quite all right.

Then Richard Paradise got films exciting

And Renee Vicara a quill pen for writing

And Steffie DaRosa some gluten-free treats.

While for Sam Alley were Red Sox seats.

While Brianna Sullo got some kale.

And Liza Vogel who sorts mail

Got rainbow henna for her hair

Of which she takes exceptional care.


Then for John Fetters was a Doc Seuss book

While his brother, Sam, who likes to look

At Star Wars films got all he likes,

And then of course, there were some bikes

For Xing Senna and Anabelle Brothers,

And, naturally there were some others.

For Sandy Hill there was a recliner

And there’s no gift that could be finer

And then Ted Box for his boat, Seeker,

Got a brand new home where he can keep her

Until she’s ready to leave the ways

Though it still may be a great many days.

For Barbara Child there was ivy and holly,

Early law school admission for Tiffany Smalley;

Good health and red roses for Vanderhoop, Anne.

And Santa had tiles for Denys Wortman

For the M.V. Museum above the Lagoon

Where work will be starting sometime very soon.

There were dancing shoes for Barbara Day

And for Peter Palches’ Civil War play

Attentive watchers when it’s put on stage

Who really will make his work the rage.


Then Shirley Dewing got skeins of yarn,

And for Cristal Ewart who is full of charm

Were delectable cookies this Christmastime

While for Tom Dresser who writes all the time

When not driving the school bus all around

Was a new tale to tell of the Middle Ground.

Then Amos Sauer and Waylon, too,

Who don’t mind cold where you may turn blue

Got dogsleds for travel in snowy climes

And the Jim Coynes got melodious chimes

That ring by the door when the wind is right

And welcome guests to the beautiful sight

Of their garden in bloom in summertime

For Marcello Santil and his Elaine

Was a bushel of joy and more of the same

For Shirley Mayhew and Fronzie Conlin

And then there was for Rob Hambandzumian

An electric train for beneath the tree

While for that Powell named Rosalie

Were sugar and spice for her baking need

And there was a kitten for Alison Mead

While Maya Sharp got a horse of her own

And there was, of course a meaty bone

For Suzanne Kennedy’s bouncy dog

While Ebba Hierta got a Yule log.


Then for Betty Eddy there was a giraffe

That surely will make all her neighbors laugh

As it eats the leaves in her backyard,

While in Santa’s sack for that jolly bard

Joseph L. Eldredge was a book of rhymes

(It really will save him lots of time.)

For Graham Smith there was Belgian beer;

For Nelson Bryant a big deer.

For Nancy Whipple there was eggnog rum

And for Charles Young there was also some.

Then Noah Block from Santa’s sack

Got the very latest Farmer’s Almanac

To keep him abreast of rain and snow

And when there’ll be a frightful blow

Across the Island, far and wide

Although he mainly stays inside

He likes to know what’s in the air

And then there was for her armchair

A comfy cushion for Hilda Backus

While for Peter Boak who’s so melodious

Was a concert hall for all his choir

That sends its audiences all afire.

Then Katherine Meisner got lobster bisque

Although she’s little she takes the risk

And gobbles it up as if it were candy.

Then Evelyn O’Brien got something dandy

Since she is now one hundred and three:

She got her very own Christmas tree.


By then the reindeer had had their fill

Of tasty seaweed and they’d bypassed the krill.

They’d eaten seaweed of every sort

And they knew, of course, there were many ports

In many nations the world around

Besides the ports in Vineyard Sound

Where they must go with toys and games

And mistletoe and candy canes

And running shoes and floral bouquets

And bicycles and Hawaiian leis

And all the gifts that Santa takes

O’er oceans, mountains, deserts, lakes

To make the holidays sublime

Each year when it is Christmastime.

So off on high they went once more

Up over the boathouse they did soar

And Santa looked down in his jolly way

And wished the Coast Guard a merry day

And all Vineyarders he had come to see

Wherever on the Island they happened to be.