"Why does everyone assume I'm a man?" Nick says exasperatedly.
Is it because I wear pants excessively?
Last I checked I don't have a beard
Unlike the way they say I've feared.

My friend Belle says maybe it's because
I prefer a male nickname for myself to be called
I tell people who met me to not please address me
As Sienne or Nichole, both names are so girly!
I wanted to be known, as compassionate and strong
"Nick" sounded just right to my ears like a song!

My work is with kids, oh I love them to bits!
But they always think I'm a sir, what a misfit!
Their parents are at fault I think
For what they tell their child, it stinks!

These woes some other time I'll say,
Because today is one fine day!
Excitement in the air, everywhere it crackles
All my helpers are busy doing tasks they tackle
Even Belle can't stop tinkering whilst she cackle!

"All set!" I hear it clear,
"Let's start to bring the world a cheer!"
Off we loaded the stuff from the factory,
Our labor of love for all of humanity!

If you've been watching out, and never cried nor pout,
"Wait no more!" Seinne Nichole shouted!
"Rudolf", she called to her driver today,
"Come let's deliver these gifts, what do you say?"