Santa would like us girls and boys to sit upon his knee
Can we sit there Santa, my friend and me?
We can bounce up and down and cause you to smile
It will help keep you warm, as you fly each lonely mile
We can whisper our wishes one in each ear
But we expect you to grant them Santa, is that clear?
There's a frown on your face for you have lots to please
But we can be elves, and we like to tease
My friend would like you Santa, to find her a pup
One she can walk when she’s all dressed up
She hears that dogs get a lot of attention
And it may pass some to her, that is her intention
For me Santa I’d like to kiss a man with a beard
Can you grant me that wish, or is it too hard I fear?
A beard that is long and white and fluf-fy
Yes Santa that’s my wish, can you grant it for me?
What we both want in a combined wish we say
That all those on the soup will have a good day
They’ve taken us in and caressed our battered egos
So we wish them what they want, always highs, never lows.
We wish happiness and health for the year that is new
To all those that have struggled, please give them hope anew
For you Santa Mike one last thing we wish
To get you out of that suit, cos we think you’re de-lish
We don’t want to sit on a knee all dressed in red
So how about a tumble in a big king sized bed?
Collaboration with another poet who shall be named after the contest