Santas Considered Opinion

Santa’s in lockdown, he’s not very happy
The reindeer are restless and now getting scrappy
The elves are all sitting and nibbling their nails
The sleigh is just sat there, no wind in its sails

So Christmas is gone, it’s this year’s last day
He sits all alone in the back of the sleigh 
He’s had a few gins so whilst it’s not wise
He’s taking her up... if she still flys

He hitches the sleigh to the reindeer and sighs
As they gallop away into overcast skies
He looks back behind him and briefly he lingers
To give twenty twenty two stiff middle fingers
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Cunningham Avatar
November 30, 2020 at 10:57 AM
Haha, think we'll be joining him Terry, be glad to see the rear end of this one lol Tom
Cunningham Avatar
November 30, 2020 at 11:10 AM
Thank you very much Terry, I must admit it was a nice surprise, my daughter said she'd buy me the book, makes a change from socks, after shave or a mug lol.
Flood Avatar
November 30, 2020 at 11:00 AM
Thanks, Tom. I think that’s about the only way to see out 2020. BTW... congrats on your inclusion in anthology
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