Existential Crisis In the Gift Department
In his closet Mort had a skeleton
Draped o'er an undelivered Peleton
A bag of bones himself
Mort was a Christmas elf
Dined on doughnut holes atop gelatin
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2023
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