Santa Claus
Poor fat old Santa Claus
Had smelly grey dirty drawers
His wife boiled them in the wash
They’re baggy now, so his balls don’t squash
12~04~14
Contest: Christmas Clerihew
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
~awarded 2nd place
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