Me and Santa
Age 5
As a child I awoke from my slumber
I arose from the couch to grab a cucumber
Santa was eating my cookies.
Like a baseball rookie.
I threw the cucumber and Santa fell like lumber!
Age 6
Santa returned the following year.
No presents for me was my biggest fear.
I hid behind the couch.
I heard Santa say "ouch."
He slipped on my marbles and fell on his rear!
Age 7
The following Christmas was a surprise to me.
I fell asleep curled up under the tree
Santa woke me with a smile
He said, "It's been awhile."
Then dumped Rudolph's dung on me!
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