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This is a first draft. Lying in bed this morning, I had this idea for a song about Santa Claus.  Reflecting on the idea of Santa, I thought "what kind of problems would he have?".  Obviously nobody would want to live and work very long at the North Pole; and as the North Pole is just floating ice it has no resources for the elves to make toys with.  The feel of the song should be more rap-like, so I partially left using Standard American English and threw in some double negatives et cetera.  My son Steven is good at using music production software; so maybe I'll collaborate with him and record this.

Sant's Village Rap. It’s too cold up here in Santa’s Village Where everything’s hand-made and vintage. There ain’t no natural resources; Just ice and snow, not even horses. Got reindeer, y’know. Ho, ho, ho. It’s hard to make so many Christmas toys For all those good l’il girls and boys. We must import exotic woods, Metals, paints, and those plastic goods. They ain’t cheap, y’know. Ho, ho, ho. My elves all want a change of scene. They’re tired of white; they want some green They’re threatening to unionize, If we don’t move to southern skies. Ho, ho, ho. Froelischer Weinachen! Joyeux Noel! Horoshoe rojdetstvo! Ho, ho, ho. Mrs. Claus joined the picket line, And with her went my reindeer nine. Now Rudolph’s even on their side; So there might not be no Christmas ride! Ho, ho, ho. Sretan Bohzich! Feliz navidad! Buon natale’! Ho, ho, ho. I’ll kinda miss those northern lights, Ice sculptures, snow men, starry nights – No more invites to no Eskimo meals. Goodbye polar bears, penguins and seals; Ho, ho, ho. Vrolijk keerstfeest! Feliz natal! Mmeerrryyy Christmas! Ho, ho, ho!

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