The Reindeer-Quadrille

This is a parody of Lewis Carroll's "The Lobster-Quadrille".

"Will you fly a little faster?" said old Santa to the deer,
"There's a storm-cloud close behind us, and the lightning bolts I fear.
See how eagerly the elves pray that the thunder will not last.
They are pressing the sleigh forward—will you fly a little fast?
Will you, won't you, will you won't you, will you fly a little fast?
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you fly a little fast?

"You can really have no notion how dangerous it will be
When the lightning strikes around us with dread electricity!"
But the deer replied, "Too fast, too fast!" as the storm clouds amassed,
Said they'd follow Santa blindly but they wouldn't fly that fast,
Would not, could not, would not, could not, would not fly a little fast.
Would not, could not, would not, could not, could not fly a little fast.

"What matters it how fast we go?" the flying reindeer plied,
"There is another calm, you know, upon the other side.
The further we go in the storm, the sooner it is passed.—"
"Please don't go so slow," old Santa said, "But fly a little fast—
Will you, won't you, will you won't you, will you fly a little fast?
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you fly a little fast?"