Teasing Santa Claus
Hear Santa sneaking through your house.
It's him you think is squeaking.
With hips going thump on table sides
as clumsiness goes reeking.
When suddenly you hear the sound
of Santa's stepped on Murphy
That little kitten quick to cry
as Santa's sick with mercy.
When knowing that this clumsy elf
has climbed in through your chimney
With loving nod and flaccid boots
all sure to add to whimsy.
That smiling how it's all for kids
means going about your laughter.
When thinking back to all the times
you turned lights out for after.
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2018
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