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No Frills For Santa

As Santa was wearing a mask, he spilled all the wine from his flask - he muttered and swore, 'This Covid's a bore... I've ruined the lace on my basque.' written 6th December for Carolyn's Santa's Covid contest

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Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 12/21/2020 11:32:00 AM

- Sends you a congratulations for your win in Santa's Covid Christmas contest, Jack :) - Have a wonderful Christmas ... and a virus-free new year 2021 :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Mark Koplin

Date: 12/21/2020 6:11:00 AM

Congratulations on your win! Merry Christmas my friend!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 12/20/2020 4:18:00 PM

Love it, Jack. Congrats!

Joanna Feltham

Date: 12/20/2020 6:50:00 AM

These masks are becoming a pain! Congratulations on your winning placement. Merry Christmas.

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 12/19/2020 2:11:00 PM

Oh my, Santa in a "lacy" basque. Makes me wonder what he may be hiding, Jack. Congrats on your win and have a very merry Christmas! Love, Carolyn

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 12/7/2020 8:42:00 AM

Hi Jack, Santa always has so much on his plate he doesn't know if he is coming or going and on top of all this. he spilled his flask and, he's ruined the lace on his basque! so a swear or two is allowed, n'est-ce-pas? very clever and fun poem Jack. Blessings, and hugs, Jennifer.

Joseph May

Date: 12/7/2020 6:02:00 AM

Lol, Nicely done..

Sara Kendrick

Date: 12/6/2020 2:08:00 PM

Good one. Enjoyed reading this one today. I don't think I have ever heard the basque before so I had to look it up. I have heard bask(to lie in the sun). Thanks for all the visits ...Sara