The Saint Is In the House
Their was a clammer
On the chimney
Movement about,
I couldn't believe it
Some-one just knocked
Santa out
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Old Saint Nick was out
Like a light
So, as to say
Merry Christmas to all
And to all good night
But,
The burglars' were hood's
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Santa hung out carrying a bag
Poor Saint Nick
They took everything He had
No tinny tinney reindeer
No toy's for the kid's
And they took his wallet
They also took his
What you ma call it
O'h, yes they did
They also took one
Of his tinny reindeer
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But
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Rudolph did hide
He hide some where inside
He didn't have his money
But he still had his pride'
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He did know that it was
Christmas
So, he did had to slide
Their were so many children
Those poor little soul's
They could not be denied
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If not for the sake of anything'
He will just have to see you outside
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We wish you a Merry Christmas
And a Awsome Fourth of July
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Because that is what it will be
The next time that those
Hoods' come by
And all the little children
They shouldn't have to cry
The next time I see them
They will get pepper in their eye
I am sorry I lost those toy's
They were all that we had
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What else can go wrong
And it is kind of sad
But that is what happens
When Santa goe's bad
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Santa was had and mad
Again
GF
*****Note:********
The following weekend their was a add in the paper for one tinney Reindeer.....
Another add said: Reinder for ransome; Santa need not answer.....
Copyright © Gary Fields | Year Posted 2011
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