Next Time Not So Hasty
Mr. and Mrs. Claus were half of their weight
They had gastric bypass, for they could not wait
Their legs were skinny, their elbows bony now.
No one recognized them, they were not a wow.
They don’t look healthy, the children said.
They look like they are on their way to dead.
We don’t feel that great either said Santa Claus.
Maybe next time before we try surgery, we will pause.
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