Santa is Transformed into a Gnome
Santa always wanted to be an elf
He made a wish one day, against a shelf
The clock above got a little mixed up
He changed Santa into a dachshund pup
Santa went barking around and scared some kids
the clock transmogrified him into a gnome, named Lids
Lids sat in the woods and counted mushrooms that were whole
In the meantime, there was turmoil at the North Pole
Where was Santa? Who would drive the red sleigh?
Would he return home before Christmas day?
Mrs. Claus got out her Bible and began to frantically pray.
The clock rolled his eyes at the kerfuffle heading his way.
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