By Vicki Webster 

Christmas is the season of the year
When many girls come face to face
With the question that invites fear
And leads their minds a merry chase;

What to buy him for Christmas.

Boys may proclaim in undying oath
That to shop for a girl is something to fear,
But, boys, take heed, it is you who cause both
Worry and tears and not Christmas cheer.

A man is hard to shop for.

If you wish to make a girl happy,
Give her something to show that you care;
Some dangling jewelry, a box of taffy,
A record album you both can share.

A kind word will please a girl.

But there's nothing that you can buy for a boy
Whether clothes or money, food or drink.
Nothing will turn his heart to joy.
Well‑nothing of which a girl can think.

The sweater is sure to be a bad style.
The shirt is always the wrong size.
The radio will have the wrong type of dial.
This is awful: Hey, listen, guys;

You're awfully hard to please!

So girls unite, and take my advice.
When Christmas rolls around this year,
Forget the present; don't think twice.
Just look sweetly at him and say, "Dear,

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!"