Festive Limericks
For the sleigh team there applied ten:
Nine deer and a man born of men;
Though trembling with fear,
Santa’s choice was clear:
Rudolf instead of Dolf Lundgren.
Ol' Frosty was struggling to count-
He couldn’t get his numbers to mount.
He dropped his mid-weight
To look like an eight
And so now can give good account.
Santa stipulated stocked shelves
And so yelled and screamed at his elves;
Thrown in a tizzy,
His elves got busy,
At once unionizing themselves!
Copyright © Matthew Zepf | Year Posted 2025
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