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24th December 2023

 

I Saw Santa Claus

In England it is almost twelve o'clock I just saw Santa Claus in his red smock He left parcels galore Outside of my front door Asked him in, but he said his lips were sore.
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Nicholsen Avatar
February 4, 2024 at 4:12 AM
Uniquely expressed lovely poem here.
Edmonds  Avatar
February 24, 2024 at 5:12 PM
Many thanks Yolanda… Beryl
Manley Avatar
February 3, 2024 at 6:23 PM
No doubt to many mistletoe miss deeds. That jolly man and his cookies and milk needs. Love it. Very cute.
Edmonds  Avatar
February 24, 2024 at 5:11 PM
Thank you Susan… Beryl
Nicholsen Avatar
December 30, 2023 at 3:43 AM
adorable write
Edmonds  Avatar
December 30, 2023 at 6:51 AM
Thank you very much Yolanda… Belle
Fisher Avatar
December 28, 2023 at 9:01 AM
Lol! A limerick in it's true form. Better luck next year.
Edmonds  Avatar
December 28, 2023 at 11:11 AM
Let’s hope so David, thank you and best wishes for a very Happy New Year… Belle
One Avatar
December 25, 2023 at 3:29 AM
Great limerick Beryl.. were his lips sore because he was kissing too many people under the mistletoe?
Edmonds  Avatar
December 25, 2023 at 6:40 AM
I guess so Silent One :) lucky lips Santa… Belle
Poet Avatar
December 24, 2023 at 6:43 PM
Amazingly funny! My sincerest thanks for your lovely Christmas Eve Limerick. This time of year, may you and your loved ones receive joy and affection. I wish you and yours a wonderful Holidays.
Edmonds  Avatar
December 25, 2023 at 6:44 AM
Thank you Sotto, Wishing you love, joy and a very Merry Christmas… Belle
Lane Avatar
December 24, 2023 at 5:40 PM
Ummm Belle. Were you planning on kissing Santa under the mistletoe? Lol. So cute!
Lane Avatar
December 24, 2023 at 5:49 PM
Lol Belle. Why not? Happy Holidays sweet friend.
Edmonds  Avatar
December 24, 2023 at 5:45 PM
Perhaps a tickle underneath that beard of snowy white… Belle
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