Dear Santa
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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Contest: What’s Up With Santa
Sponsor: Jerry T. Curtis
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