Home » Poems » Kim Rodrigues » Clyde Santa

Kim Rodrigues - Premium Member

Clyde Santa

The elves all they’ve learned they do tell.
Don’t slip on the roof it is hell.
Clyde filled in for “him.”
All clumsy and slim.
He woke up the church and its bell.

11/17/2019

Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2019

christmashumorlimerick

♡Like0

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Andrea Dietrich

November 18, 2019 at 3:31 PM

funny end line, to wake up even the bell!

November 18, 2019 at 6:40 PM

Thank you, Andrea!

Caren Krutsinger

November 18, 2019 at 2:54 PM

"don't slip on the roof. It is hell." Good to know that hell got by the sponsor! I can use it now. Thanks for a fun limerick.

November 18, 2019 at 6:40 PM

Thanks for reading! :)

November 18, 2019 at 8:24 AM

This was cute Kim. I'm not familiar with Clyde but his name rings a bell. : )

November 18, 2019 at 6:40 PM

So funny, Chris! :)

November 17, 2019 at 9:40 PM

Clyde -- my favorite name for a klutz! Perfect! :) gw

November 17, 2019 at 9:41 PM

Thanks :)

November 17, 2019 at 7:57 PM

Hi Kim this is a good one. I can picture all this taking place. Thanks for sharing and good luck in the contest

November 17, 2019 at 9:41 PM

Thank you :)

Get a Premium Membership

Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.

Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace