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The Year Santa Was Late

It was Christmas Eve and Santa was about to leave He had received a note from one of his elves Rudolph is sick Santa come and see Low and behold she was lying in the hay To sick to lead Santa and his slay Santa was beside himself this had never happened before Mrs. Clause was on her way with a bucket of hot water They all gathered around whispering What will Santa do I have no clue said Donner Comet and Prancer, Cupid and Dasher where Standing next to Dancer, Blitzen and Vixen With a look of sadness they did not want Rudolph to die After about an hour had passed a sigh of relief was heard For Rudolph had given birth to a tiny red nosed reindeer This was the year from long ago when Santa was late Delivering through the snow without Rudolph's Bright Red Nose Santa named this new reindeer "shining bright" This is a true story!

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Date: 12/1/2018 4:46:00 AM
The spirit of Christmas is truly alive. Lovely story Bobby. Tom. P.S. I've never stopped believing.
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Bobby May
Date: 12/1/2018 5:47:00 AM
Never stop believing if you do it will destroy your spirit my friend, Thank you for reading my poetry Tom!
Date: 11/30/2018 1:07:00 PM
Ah, this is so delightful, Bobby. I love it. And just imagine, it's a "true story" as well... Hugs, Carolyn
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Bobby May
Date: 11/30/2018 1:18:00 PM
Yes, Carolyn it is true 200 years ago when Santa was making me wrap presents I heard this story from an elf. Thank You, for your kind words!
Date: 11/30/2018 9:41:00 AM
This was cute Bobby and it is a true story??? Cool. : )
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Bobby May
Date: 11/30/2018 9:45:00 AM
I knew you would believe it Chris, lol Thank You my friend!

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