Neath Mistletoe Sky by J. Ashby Sterry

You may be happy if you’re wise!
Though bored you lie with Pantomime
And Christmas fare and Christmas rhyme—
One fine old custom don’t despise.
If you’re a man of enterprise
You’ll find, I venture to surmise,
Tis pleasant then at Christmas-time
‘Neath Mistletoe!
You see they scarcely can disguise
The sparkle of their pretty eyes;
And no one thinks it is a crime,
When goes the merry Christmas chime,
A rare old rite to exercise
‘Neath Mistletoe!