Empanadas by the Chimney

He's been munchin' through the ages
Chocolates, chips, and cookie cages
Every house, it's all the same
He smiles, but burns inside with shame
Sugar dust coats his beard in white
He swears he'll snap this Christmas night
He dreams of spice, of dough that's fried
Not one more snickerdoodle ride

Santa wants empanadas
He's done with sweet facade-as
He's sick of milk and crumbs and cheer
He wants some flavor, rich and clear
Santa wants empanadas
Not cookies from Nevada
Just something hot, and savory too
To keep him flying through

Mrs. Claus says, "Stay polite,"
But he's chewing rage tonight
In Bogotá or Monterrey
He sniffs the air and starts to sway
He lands the sleigh, he breaks the rule
He raids the fridge — oh, Santa's cruel
That flaky crust, that spicy meat
At last, a meal that can't be beat

Santa wants empanadas
He's done with sweet facade-as
He's sick of milk and crumbs and cheer
He wants some flavor, rich and clear
Santa wants empanadas
No more chocolate dramas
He'll take a bite and shout, "Olé!"
Then fly the night away

So if you want to make his list
Forget the sugar mist
Just fry up joy in pastry gold
And watch that man of winter fold

Santa wants empanadas
He's done with bland marauders
From Mexico to Uruguay
He'll stop for snacks along the sky
Santa wants empanadas
A savory holiday
Forget your cookies, kids — he's through
He wants some spice from you