Santaclaus
Yonder comes Donder and Cupid and Blitzen,
Bags full of toys for both rich and poor children.
Coming from far as the distant North Pole,
A huge task on hand,so many goodies to dole.
Look at poor Santa all ambling and waddling!
Bringing a plaything for somebody's toddling.
For wasn't Christ born all dressed up in swaddling?
The Heavens were opened,while the Angels were singing;
This is what makes Santa do what he's doing.
Slithering and sliding like an excited Dick,
Down a tight chimney comes good ole Saint Nick.
He's hoping the kid's are all fast asleep,
For loads of promises he doe's have to keep.
Stuffing your stocking ever so tight,
His work has to finish,before it's daylight.
After delivering he'll take to the sky,
Not waiting one moment to hear your goodbye.
----- Princefreakasso
(Artist and Poet)
WISHING ALL THE LOVELY POETS AND THE ADMIN AND STAFF A VERY
MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A FANTASTIC NEW YEAR 2010.....GOD BLESS
....WITH TONS OF LOVE......PRINCE
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