Dasher and Dancer's Christmas Eve Call Offs
Santa, pacing before his top deer,
mopped his face with a red neckerchief
He'd stopped caribou conflicts all year
- but this wasn't your usual tiff
The decision to send them to school
had turned out to be one of his worst
because, unlike the previous Yule,
Dancer now knew HIS name should come first
But the lesson that got Dance the lead,
had taught Dasher a lesson in pride
and they fought until Santa decreed
they'd just pull the damn sleigh side by side!
Copyright © Lycia Harding | Year Posted 2025
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