Silk For Santa Claus
Mrs. Claus said "Santa you're getting awfully big"
Santa held onto his beer and took another swig.
Sure he was bigger, somewhat chubbier in the face.
When he got up from the chair, his heart began to race.
He said " Stop badgering me woman, I am okay."
He went off to find the reindeer and hook up the sleigh.
He said to the reindeer "Let's take the sleigh out for fun!"
Rudolph said " forget about it, you weigh half a ton."
Rudolph had been a bit nervous, his nose had gone dim.
He said "My dear friend Santa please go to the gym"
Santa could not deny it, he'd let himself go.
He had kept eating and continuing to grow.
So off to the gym, many cobwebs to clean.
With a whole lot of effort, our Santa would be lean.
As he started pumping iron, pounds melted away.
His one and only goal, he achieved in seven days.
So now our dear old Santa, he's a picture of health.
Now that he's so much thinner, he moves with greater stealth.
Please don't leave him cookies, forget about the milk.
Perhaps some sexy boxers, Mrs. Claus prefers them silk.
For Debbie Guzzi's Santa Claus Contest
Written December 31, 2013.
Happy New Years to all my friends here at the Soup!
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