Wall of Rudolph

He drew. Most surely it was a he, because it was a city, its buildings and a dinosaur looms. I was in a mischievous mood so I drew too, right on the tally paper. Having nothing to do but stare out the window waiting for patrons to come through the door - no reading allowed, so doodles we explore. It was my solo...now, back to my story. There was a poster on the wall of Rudolph rolling his big eyes, so I drew him next to the up-roar-ious din. Both drawings were small but mine tipped a bit over his little city of chaos. I returned the next day to find a wee little santa hat drawn on the dinosaur and someone wrote, “Is this a santasaurus?” “Be Merry,” appeared, by my hand, of course, and various presents and candy canes. For an hour a day boredom is slayed, and during this season I’m a bit of an elf. the wall of Rudolph pauses the santasaurus indubitably 12/18/2020