Yes, Virginia, I’m an engineer.
No, I don’t drive the trains near here
I design all the toys you hold dear,
Just like the computer sitting here
I can make the digital camera go click
And I know what makes it tick
I design the little things that go inside
Where all the data goes to hide
I make the parts that make your toys beep
Just as my friends designed your brother’s jeep
Some special engineers know a bit more
Both how to make it and to get it to the store
Someone must piece each piece together
Someone must tell them how to do it better
That person, not average engineer,
It is someone special - just like Daddy here
An industrial engineer
Which Mommy is, too, dear.
I do not just assemble the toys Santa gives
I advise his building them up where he lives
Anyone can ask dear old Santa for a gift
IEs will give him a nice mechanized lift.
So he doesn't slide down chimneys without care,
Won't risk back injuries, won't dare.
IE’s help Santa get his toys built fast
Designing so they'll last and last and last.
They’ll help him plan his route to every home
It’s faster than if we let him randomly roam
That’s how Santa makes the toys each year
And gets them to the kids like you right here.
Isn't that nice for Daddy and me to do?
Now go to bed, for I have work to do.