Santa
BANG BANG BANG I awoke with a fright
Who’s knocking on my door in the middle of the night?
I grab a knife from under my bed
and a baseball bat to hit his head
I tiptoe down the stairs so extremely scared
I start freaking out and pulling my hair
It’s almost Christmas and I’m about to be robbed
Then I hear through the door a quiet little sob
I open the door and to my surprise
I see Santa Claus with tears in his eyes?
He said he couldn’t down the chimney for he was too fat
And he didn’t want to be seen so he went around back
I told him I won’t tell anyone and everything’s fine
I prolly should the back door open next time.
Copyright © Jason Skiljan | Year Posted 2015
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