What's Up With Santa
What's up with Santa
He's over at his desk,
With his pen and his pad,
Writing Frantically,
To all the children of the world.
He writes to them telling them how good he's been this year,
Telling them what he wants for Christmas this year,
Telling them to deliver them,
Down his chimney.
Santa has gotten tired,
This year he decided to take a holiday
So, He demands presents from them,
He demands they be delivered promptly,
If you ask me I think ol' St. Nick is out of his holly jolly mind.
Copyright © Joey Peters | Year Posted 2014
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