A Somewhat Darker Santa
There was an old Santa from Limerick
Who became so odd as a maverick
He drove all his reindeer insane
When they showered him with methane
And lived the rest of his life choleric.
He was nominated Santa once more
When the weatherman forecast rain to pour
But his reindeer had all passed on
Tender and rare the steak all gone
When having shacked up with the local whore.
© Harry J Horsman 2018
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