Off Season Santa
Off Season Santa
Cajun Santa won’t ever be seen
Buying Christmas candy in New Orleans
He has a whole group of Elves back in the swamp
Making Cajun candy for the kids to chomp
Summer time Santa in his cutoff jeans
Stirring a big ol pot of rice and beans
Here comes Mrs. Clause with her fishing pole
She wants to head down to the Crawfish hole
Christmas Cajun Santa has toys on his back
Summer Cajun Santa totes a crawfish sack
The mud bugs have been cooked the Elves have been fed
Time for Cajun Santa to slip off to bed
He took his ball cap off of his head
He looked at Mrs. Clause, This is what he said
We can rest now, I love you honey
But I think this year I’ll help the Easter Bunny
Mack Toler
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