A Gift for Julenisse

Come and cook the risgrøt
This lovely Christmas Eve
There is magic waiting
For those who still believe

Here’s a pat of butter
That melts atop the treat
Cinnamon and sugar
Will make it nice and sweet

Now, the food is ready
We’ll leave it out tonight
Julenisse’s coming
He’ll stop and have a bite

Lugging all our presents
Inside a burlap sack
Can’t be very easy
So, he deserves a snack!