Santa Daddy
It seems that daddy loses ground
when that old Santa comes around
For with his smile and apple cheeks
caught by the glimpse of one who peeks
Excitement roars its fluffy head
as kiddies must lay down to bed
With thoughts of jolly beards and boots
a doll that cries, a’train that toots
For wondrous are the mysteries
awaiting ‘neath the Christmas trees
And how can daddy then compete
with ” Ho, Ho, Ho’s “.about to greet
A busy man must Santa be
a world of children he must see
Despite his reindeer flight so swift
much needed help is such a gift
At least until a certain age
when kiddies turn a certain page
On Christmas Eve they can’t connect
that daddy is the prime suspect!
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2022
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