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Rum n Raisin 14 Pt 2 - The Flight Before Christmas Pt 2

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This is Part Two of Rum n Raisin 14

Soon, the sun was lying low, a bright full moon was now on show Santa switched on Walnut’s glow… “Ho Ho Ho and away we go.” Walnut played along and led the team of reindeer and their sled A dog that flies has not been bred… YIKES… it seems he’d been misled With nowt but air beneath his feet, he’s flying high above the street He heard the second reindeer bleat, “Walnut’s whiter than a sheet.” If someone on the ground looked up, they’d see a red nosed flying pup But he’s not scared, not that brave pup: And yet his bladder’s swelling up Now flying reindeer when they tinkle, sprinkle fairy dust But German Shepherds tinkle like a water bomb has bust So down below the rain, not snow, was something of a riddle A man without a brolly said the rain smells much like piddle He looked up, trying hard to blink the warm rain from his eyes “It’s like my poodle, Treacle-Pie, has taken to the skies.” But soon he got a shock, for Treacle-Pie was better bred Yet Santa’s leading ‘reindeer’ dropped a squelcher on his head In Santa’s sleigh, two tiny kittens climbed up Santa’s beard But messing with his chin coiffure was just what he most feared He started slapping at his beard, though still he held the reins Which caused his sleigh to slalom around two low flying planes Rum cried out, “Hey, Raisin, I’m quite sure you’d call this fun But I see a policeman in a chopper… with a gun Raisin yelled, “I’m not surprised… it’s all got out of hand, Leap across and tell that mutt he really needs to land.” Rum looked down - a big mistake - and said, “I’d take a punt That Walnut, our fake reindeer… is the reindeer at the front So seeing as we’re something like a mile off the ground Why don’t you go tell him and then send him to the pound?” But Santa Claus had simmered down, he bellowed, “Ho Ho Ho, No ones going nowhere cos we’ve got somewhere to go.” Raisin gazed at Santa Claus and then she calmly muttered, “Santa, did you really speak the garbage you just uttered?” Santa said, Be grateful that at least I can speak Cat, But I’m not great at gramma; no I’m not too great at that. But there’s a world of children who will wake up in the morn And if they have no presents then they shall be so forlorn.” Walnut as the leading ‘reindeer’ couldn’t help but bellow, “Here’s a little poser for that rosy, rotund fellow, Ask him: If he’s truly Santa, why he didn’t pack A full sleigh load of presents or at least his magic sack.” Santa gestured Raisin to check out the parcel shelf “You’ll find a single gift as packaged by my favourite elf.” She found the gift and Santa said, “Now drop it overboard.” Another present took its place, yet never had been stored. Rum had seen his sister drop the present off the side And watched her drop another in case Santa Claus had lied. Another gift appeared and Rum asked, “Every single time?” And Santa said, “It happens without reason, without rhyme.” Suddenly, Rum flew astern and Raisin hit the deck And Santa cried, “That German Shepherd… what the flipping heck When’s he gonna get it that when flying through the skies If you’re facing backwards… Fuji might be a surprise?” Raisin shook her head for she was still a little muddled She’d banged her head and that had left her more than slightly fuddled Maybe that was what led her to hop from deer to deer And when she got to Walnut… she whispered in his ear “I think that I believe this guy, why don’t we play along, There’s a lass up north who’s longing for a furry thong But mostly it’s for girls and boys and Rudolph’s long gone, but… Christmas could be rescued by two kittens and a mutt.” Walnut said, “I can’t believe your claws are in my skin, But I see you and little Rum, like you’re my kith and kin So promise not to call me ‘pooch’ and nevermore a ‘mutt’ And I will gladly lead these reindeer to each house and hut…” Santa Claus heard every word and knew he’d won them over And stretched his limbs in readiness to drop gifts over Dover His confidence was building in the mutt and kitten pair But soon his head was in the snow, his feet were in the air He clambered to his feet and stood: his route had not been good He’d never had to worry about crossing any wood He saw his sleigh stuck deep in snow and said, “O, pity me, I never thought I’d see a reindeer cock his leg to pee.” **** But it would be too cruel to leave this Christmas tale un-done For Christmas is a time of love and merriment and fun So… Rudolph landed gently, he was glancing all about, “I shall take the lead while you lot do the chucking out.” And presents were dropped into chimney pots throughout their flight Even modern houses grew a chimney for a night When Santa Claus left Walnut, Rum and Raisin with, “So long.” Rum was truly happy that the lady got her thong.

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Date: 12/24/2023 5:24:00 AM
Oh what entertaining chaos, Terry!! I always thought Santa should be on the naughty list. A furry thong for his girly friend, eh? You have such an imaginative mind!
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Date: 1/12/2024 3:15:00 PM
Thanks, Lin. I had to split this into two as it was too long. I chose the separation point due to a tempo change that I really couldn’t fix. In fact, having just re-read pt 2 I took a while to actually get that temp back. Hope you got it more readily. Terry
Date: 12/23/2023 7:42:00 PM
Fabulous Terry, very humorous, have enjoyed reading parts 1 and 2 of ‘The Fight Before Christmas’ made me laugh… Belle
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Date: 1/12/2024 3:16:00 PM
Belated thanks, Belle. Glad you enjoyed this marathon write. Thanks for seeing it through. Terry
Date: 12/23/2023 5:31:00 PM
thanks for the entertaining read, Terry. Just this morning I was wondering if Rum and Raisin would have a holiday adventure of some sort. Merry Christmas, Sara
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Date: 1/12/2024 3:18:00 PM
Missed some of these comments in the Christmas melee, Sara. So belated thanks. Terry

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