Thomas Nast His Father
To live after death
Thomas Nast
Father of American Cartoons
Determined
He took in hand his brush
To realize his dream
Nast was a Father of brush
How can his Cartoon come in flesh?
Born old,dressed in red buggy
Santa Clause
He’s the Father of Christmas,Santa
Riding nonstop around this World
Finding all small,small children
To gift and to greet them all of seasons
Taking death Thomas Nast
Leaving his dream Santa and his cart
Copyright © Muhammad Safa Thajudeen | Year Posted 2020
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