Santa's Lament
Santa learned about a year ago that the North Pole was thawing slow,
And in the not too distant future, he may be adrift on a perilous floe!
That was disturbing, but another situation has elicited little cheer.
(As if the jolly old gent didn't have enough to worry about this time of year!)
His toy making operation has slowed and there's little work for the elves,
Resulting in massive lay-offs and, sadly, a lot of bare and empty shelves!
Many of his little sprites collect unemployment due to the lack of work,
And Mrs. Clause nags him about getting decent work, driving him berserk!
Things deteriorated to such a degree that he asked Obama for largesse,
And of course he replied, "Sure! I'll tax the rich to cover your distress!"
This unfortunate dilemma has caused Santa a serious bout of angina,
Since nowadays, most of Santa's goodies are being "MADE IN CHINA!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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