Shirley Claus and the Jet Pack Fiasco

Santa sacked Rudolph and all of his herd
In his new jet pack he flew like a bird
His suit got ignited
And he’s just been sighted
Roasted and naked... then, guess what occurred 

He crash landed, coming down hard
His beard and his dangly bits charred
Giving children a gift
Gave his spirits a lift 
But after all this he’ll be barred

A passerby gave him a sock
He wore it to save us from shock
But a fluffy manhood
As a look, wasn’t good
So somebody gave him a frock

The next day he called Rudolph early
The reindeer came back but were surly
Still wearing that dress
He failed to impress
And that’s why they now call him Shirley
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Laurie Avatar
December 15, 2020 at 8:59 PM
Hello Terry … I think I can hear the reindeer bleating ‘kama’. Thanks for the giggle Terry - Lindsay
Flood Avatar
December 16, 2020 at 4:55 AM
Thanks Lindsay. I’m fighting a block right now... hopefully ‘it’ won’t be gone too long.
Dietrich Avatar
December 9, 2020 at 2:46 PM
oh my goodness this is one of the best santa stories in limerick style that I ever saw. VERY well done. So awesome.
Flood Avatar
December 9, 2020 at 3:19 PM
Andrea, thank you. The first poem I posted on soup (Rest in Pieces) received some great comments and I thought that may be my pinnacle. But I seem to have struck a similar chord here. I’m truly chuffed. Thank you. Terry
Chamberlain Avatar
December 9, 2020 at 12:08 PM
Brilliant, really funny. :-)
Flood Avatar
December 9, 2020 at 12:12 PM
Thanks muchly, Joanna.
Devonshire Avatar
December 9, 2020 at 11:13 AM
OMG Laughing out loud funny, Terry! "Fluffy manhood" nearly had me rolling on the floor. Then I got to "Shirley," and it was all over. Love it! Hugs, Carolyn
Flood Avatar
December 9, 2020 at 11:19 AM
Thanks Carolyn. I actually had to google ‘What do Americans call socks?’ Fortunately, just occasionally, our language crosses the water intact. Thanks again for your smashing comment. Terry
Leffanta Avatar
December 9, 2020 at 10:45 AM
WELL done! Thanks for the laugh! Aloha! Rico
Flood Avatar
December 9, 2020 at 10:48 AM
You’re welcome Rico. Thanks. Terry
Cunningham Avatar
December 9, 2020 at 8:02 AM
Haha the endings a killer Terry. Keep the humour flowing. Tom
Flood Avatar
December 9, 2020 at 10:47 AM
Thanks Tom. I only hope the same doesn’t happen this year that happened last year. I got so into Christmas poems that it was months before I could write anything else. Terry
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