Telling Lies

All the angels up in heaven
    Hang their shining heads to cry;
Even Santa Claus grows solemn
    When you tell your mum a lie.

And the fairies in the garden
    Who leave silver for your tooth,
They will whisper, if you ask them:
    ‘Always tell your mum the truth’.

If you don’t believe in fairies,
    Or that reindeer ever flew,
You might murmur three Hail Mary’s
    For the lies your mum told you.