'Twas the afternoon before Monday, and all through my mind were thoughts of the mail, and what I might find. 'That' day was approaching, less than a week I went to the window and had a quick peek. Sure enough, on the stoop, there was a white box. I looked at the label, which said "To svenskfox."

I opened the box, and sitting in there, were gifts and a card, wrapped with great care. I "squee"d with joy, more than I want to admit, at the thought and care Santa had put into it. I ran upstairs, with the box clutched tight Went into my room, and turned on the light.

I opened the card first, as is supposed to be done, and I could tell that my Santa had a good deal of fun. She told me about why she had chosen the stuff, and how she hoped I would open and love them enough. Rest assured Santa I loved the things put in there. And I hope that your Christmas is snowy and fair.

As far as the gifts, well, where to begin, There was a little bag in there, had candy within. As I munched on a chocolate, I opened the next, and found a rolled up old American text. My Santa had given the best gift of all, Freedom and liberty, for one and all.

The next gift was smaller, but seemed to weigh more A Philadelphia magnet! For my next fridge I'm sure. Last but not least, a big box did loom, I freed it from its green wrapped paper tomb. A puzzle! A puzzle! Come rain or come shine, Puzzles will always be a hobby of mine.

But this was more than a puzzle, Santa did well, A place from my past, a place with a bell. "BIG BEN!" I exclaimed, to no one around. "I'M MAKING THIS NOW" feeling duty bound. The tower grew quickly, as time ticked by. And I finally finished, laying back with a sigh.

Santa did well, I thought to myself. She doesn't need a single elf. The North Pole couldn't function without her kindness there, A world without Christmas, a world without care. See, as Santas out there go, there are few and far between That could ever measure up to tropicaltangerine!

TL;DR/For those who can't read bad poetry written by a Finance major:

Secret Santa got me a nice card, a bag of tasty chocolates, a copy of the Declaration of Independence, a Philadelphia fridge magnet, and a 3d puzzle of Big Ben!

She did really well, and I'm very grateful for the presents. I have fond memories of Big Ben from my time living in England, and she was thoughtful enough to include some items from her city too! I feel very lucky to have gotten such a thoughtful Santa for my first SS ever!

I hope my poem doesn't make your mind hurt. The wording is goofy and I made a mess of the meter but I'm not an English major!