Santa Land
Far away in Santa town all was a frenzy
as the elves made the toys for Christmas.
Yet there was no sign of Santa himself
he was still fast asleep as it was only July.
Not for another four months would he stir
This was the time of his yearly hibernation.
Slowly the hours and then the days past
until it was, at last, the end of November.
Santa stirred then with a shake he awoke
with a loud ho ho ho he jumped to his feet,
First he checked up on his busy elves
making sure that they were on track.
He admired the toy stack, it was large
showing that most children were good.
He hustled around making very sure
each present was loaded on his sleigh.
He next checked that all the reindeer
were fit and well to do the Christmas run.
At last the big night arrived and Santa
took up the reins with a loud ho ho ho .
He called their names and with a leap
they were airborne flying through the sky.
Santa climbed down so many chimneys
he was now all covered with black soot.
The reindeers took one look and in fright
they fled leaving Santa stranded on the roof.
With a weary sigh he took of his jacket
and called out their names one by one.
Shame faced they came back to him
oh you silly things he chuckled, its me.
Soon once more they were on the way
carving a starry path through the skies.
At last all the presents were delivered
it was time for Christmas to begin.
And Santa? he went straight back to sleep
What else would you expect? Ho ho ho.
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