Summer Santa
Summer time Santa doing his daily chores
Walking around in his Christmas drawers
He never wears shoes says his feet need air
Until he stepped in reindeer poo, he didn’t on a pair
He likes to play jokes on his favorite Elves
He puts their break time snacks high on shelves
There are some old Elves and they are not rookies
They like to make him hunt for his milk and cookies
There is no magic dust or a reindeer spell
If you want to make them fly, just tickle their tail
He picks on his Reindeer and when he wants to have fun
He yells out, its hunting season, and watches them run.
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