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The Christmas when  Santa got Fat 

Kris Kringle rubbed his belly; he was feeling really hungry indeed
Mrs Claus had put him on a diet of what he felt was chicken feed
Brussel Sprouts and Lima Beans and lots of Spinach Green
Life’s unfair when you’re Santa Claus and still your wife is mean.

So what if he‘d piled on the pounds   and his belly was very round
He could surely fit down any chimney without the slightest sound
Oh well he thought its Christmas eve ,   children would put out some snacks
Milk, Cookies and Candy Cane   would put his tummy back on track.

He got into his silver sleigh   and heaved a mighty sigh
Rudolph, , Prancer  and  Vixen  waved to Mrs. Claus goodbye

He was really very hungry the clouds had begun to look like food
Then again if he asked his reindeers, they would be so very rude
They all agreed with Mrs. Claus, Santa was rounder in his seat
They hadn’t even let him carry his goodie bag of sweets

The last place on his list was the house of Jill and Joe
Aha he fit down the chimney and he heaved a mighty ho
He placed the doll and toy train right underneath the tree
He saw the milk and cookies and rubbed his hands in glee

He ate and ate the yummy snacks till his pants felt very tight
Cheerful now he began to feel Christmas Eve was a jolly good night
They he tried to climb up the chimney but heavens he couldn’t get back
He wriggled and squirmed but had to agree his middle was very fat

Rudolph, Prancer , Vixen he very  softly called
You’ll have to pull get me out of here I can’t seem to move at all 
The reindeers whinnied suspiciously what Santa felt was a nasty laugh
He now agreed sheepishly why his food had been cut down to half

They heaved and with a mighty yell, Santa came flying out 
It was a good thing it was still midnight for no one had heard him shout
When they reached back   home the reindeers gleefully recounted the tale
When he saw Mrs. Claus’ angry face, he began to get very pale

But when she gave her sweet belly laugh, Santa heaved a sigh of relief
It’s a good thing they got you out my dear before they thought you were a thief!
It’s a stricter diet for you this year before you revisit Jane and Joe
Or else instead of the chimney, you will have to ask to use the door!.
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