Dear Santa got drunk the night before,
Mrs. Claus ran away with her mentor;
Woke up with a headache,
For breakfast had a pancake,
Went to get Alka Seltzer from the drugstore.
The next day he prepared all of his gifts,
The Elves got tired working night shifts;
He saddled his reindeers,
Took off without fears,
Instead of chimneys, he used the lifts.
Copyright © Poet Self | Year Posted 2018