Cookie Thieves

Late at night

On Christmas Eve

Out of the darkness

Come the cookie thieves

Quiet as a shadow

Sneaky as a lie

They make their move

In a blink of an eye

Footsteps so light

Giggles so meek

They'll stuff your cookies

They'll fill their cheeks

The only way

To catch a cookie thief

Is to arm yourself

With a firm belief

That good will prevail

And Santa will know

And on Christmas day

They'll get nothing but coal