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Poor Santa Claus encountered a delay
          There was thick fog that made him lose his way
          He went on yellow pages
          Then spent some of his wages
          A gps he ordered for his sleigh. 

          Santa dotes on his true love – his missus
          Even though she can be so suspicious
          But he knows that with a kiss
          He can fill her heart with bliss
          In return she bakes him pies – delicious! 

          On Christmas night his tour was much in doubt
          Because he ached all over due to gout
          He thought of his appointments
          Would not have disappointments
          On Christmas night he dished his presents out.


[Let us spare a thought for Santa, come Christmas night;
in spite of all his problems and setbacks he still delivers!]
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