HOLIDAY FUN

It was Santa’s busiest night And nothing was going quite right. The sleigh, well past it’s best, Had just failed its flight test And Rudolph’s red nose had turned white. Global warming had melted the snow; A hurricane started to blow. Santa’s throat was red raw And felt terribly sore. He could barely whisper “Ho ho” He declared a gift embargo; The elves unloaded his cargo. Then, on-line from his bed, He sent vouchers instead, All delivered by Wells Fargo