Santa Had a Small Break
On Christmas Eve Santa decided to take a bit of a break
He sat on the stairs, for his right leg had a small ache.
Let’s get going! Yelled Dasher from the rooftop above.
Santa wanted to do it; he has the heart of a dove.
So, he walked through his sorrow and limped through his pain.
To do what he had to do to make Christmas great on the lane.
He went from house to house through the rest of the night.
For to give up at this juncture would not have felt right.
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