Glitzy Santa

Glitzy Santa was a cross-dressing queen
He is ridiculous!
He is crazy!
She is beautiful!
She is marvelous!
Totally obscene!  Totally wonderful!
You see our family disagreed.

Christmas is Jesus
Christmas is shopping
Christmas is cooking
Christmas is ho-ho-ho.

Well, I am ho-ho-ho, Glitzy Santa said.
Giving them his come hither look
Flashing his rhinestones 
In a sexy way.

His grandmother thought it was fantastic!
His mother was on the fence.
His father slammed the door and played rock music in the barn.
Grandpa slept through it.

When I grow up, I’m going to be a glitzy Santa too! Said the four-year-old.
You can’t be a glitzy Santa, you’re a girl! The five-year-old said.
Can too! Glitzy Santa told her.
You can be anyone you want to be.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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