Best Clause Poems
Santa Claus is busy in a Mall
But he will need YOUR help after all
To help meet his goal
Send one lump of coal
So Donald Trump can build his own wall
*SOS= "Save Our Sleigh"
It's only October but I'm in despair
So I'm writing to old St Nick
My feet are up no care for my hair
In bedroom feeling quite sea sick
I know I'm very blessed today
Even if it's normal pink pain
Years roll on like a test of faith
I STILL bleed like I'm cutting vein.
I have to ask dear Santa Clause
To deliver me one thing early
Take me into menopause
I will showcase a smile so pearly.
No more super bad headaches
No more needs for tampon, pad
No more favorite things ruined, great
No more making him a dad.
Whom is this man known as Santa Clause,
Or as old Kris Kringle, a historical
Character of world renowned.
Legends white bearded jolly elf, whom carries
The true loving spirit, of Christmas within
Himself.
The patron saint of children, a toy maker,
With a red and white sack, hanging over
The elderly gentleman’s back, but care
Does he not, the weight, for it holds
The wishes, of many a small child inside.
Kindnesses sparkle of joy, dances within
His eyes on Christmas Eve, to lay beneath
A decorated tree, are present's requests, of all
Good little boys and girls do rest.
In one night's magical ride, does he dash,
Around the world, delivering the precious
Gift, of peace on earth to all mankind.
In a wintery wonderland, of ice and snow,
A sacred figure silhouette is cast, from above
Abreast the newly fallen snow below, illuminated
By the moonlight.
In a red crimson sleigh does he ride, pulled
With eight tiny flying reindeer leading the way,
It is old Saint Nicholas, bless his ageless
Old spirit.
For on Christmas morn, do the bells ring out,
From wonderment’s heights above, it is the
Sounding echo, of pure love's magic, heard
Around the world.
The spirit of this man known as Saint Clause,
Is the living embodiment, of this magical
Time of year, called Christmas.
Within every grown child, still lives
That magic, which endures always,
It is that memory of past holidays left behind,
And a jolly elf, whom touched our lives with
Joyous splendor.
What I'm asking is quite simple my friends,
It's a question of faith and faith alone
I still believe in Santa Clause,
What about you?
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
Main Clause Santa Claus
His mates- Subordinate Clause
His North Polish Nationality- Noun Clause
Interested in empty stocking-Adjective Clause
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December 11, 2014
Form: Clerihew
Tenth Place Win
Contest by Andrea
On Cristmas Eve, comes Santa Clause,
stuffing tons of cookies in his jaws.
It's no wonder he's Jolly and fat;
I would be too, if I ate like that.
The reason for this post Christmas fax
Knowing Santa needs most to relax
After eating my fudge
He thought I had a grudge
To sneak him four ounces of ex lax
But was all a very sad mistake
Later to him regrets I will make
Rich food so delicious
Can be most pernicious
It was there for my relief to take.
© 25 Dec 2010 Charles Henderson
FEAR NOT THE CLAUSE
There is no cause to fear the clause
It has no teeth, has no sharp claws
Though analysis may give you pause
Dissect it, then you’ll be the one to dictate
It has a subject, and predicate
But a usual function subordinate
It does neither state nor interrogate
It's a delegate with aid to dispense
It may have a pronoun and a verb with tense
And might be inclined to make a pretence
But while it may have a where or when sense
It’s not a true sentence; although a key stone
Lest it's the MAIN clause self determined, alone
A patrician of syntax up high on a throne
As a sentence support like a vertebra bone
Put in its right place could give words a revivali
So direct the clause, noun, adverb, adjectival
Do not be concerned, it won’t risk your survival
And make it act as your aide, genitival
There is no cause to fear the clause
That Santa Clause with his Big Belly
He only laughing at all ah we,
With all his HO HO HO
As if I don't know,
That all the stores want is we money.
He thinks it's a joke, I tell you so
Him and his Wife and Elves do know,
And the more He deceive
Is the more we believe,
And Business men raking in the dough.
So Santa you better take a break
I don't have a job, for goodness sake,
So no milk and cookies
They will give cavities,
This Christmas Eve we're staying awake.
A Grandfather Clause
Maybe about President should take a pause
Bernie thinks there is a Grandfather Clause
That will enable you to run for President
Who from do we have to receive consent?
For President will some people make a bid?
Odd person out and you they all forbid
And with you they may want to get even
Or are they afraid race they could be leaving.
So what if up I could create quite a stir
Every time when I will stand up for her
Things that were part of what I planned
Give another speech that had been canned.
Oh my goodness and of course great Scott
One more chicken was added to boiling pot
And into Bernie's notes went on an excursion
All we could find was a watered down version.
What a way to go when we live, live, live
And at same time have to give, give, give
Of course when Bernie did discover some doubt
His socialism had created another hand out.
Only reason people have their hands out is
because there are handouts. Take away
handouts and from them rob and replace
them with a job, job, job.
There once was a man with a long white beard
and people looked at him as though he were weird
He wore a big red suit all around town
but was happy and gay for no one could bring him down.
He traveled all across the sea worldwide
with his faithful sidekick Rudolph by his side
His goal for the day was to stock up lots of toys
and deliver them to all the good little girls and boys
With his red suit and sleigh and reindeer
he started out into the night without any fear
Through the rain, sleet, snow and hail
He'd reach his destination without fail
He'd flop down each chimney with grace
and imagine the beautiful smiles on each kids face
when they woke up and saw their surprise
the thought of it bought tears to his eyes
As He dashed off in and out of each house without a pause
his name you ask me? well of course it's Santa clause.
After their work at the North Pole was done,
Santa Claus and Frosty wanted some fun.
Off to downtown they did go
to take in a Disney Show.
Santa called out the reindeer one by one.
Candy, popcorn, and drinks they did partake.
At intermission - need for bathroom break.
Santa gave a squeal of fright;
he screamed a warning that night
where Frosty hands were now only a flake.
11/30/2018
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MEMO FROM SANTA,
THERE WILL BE NO CHRISTMAS THIS COMING SEASON..
I SUPPOSE YOU WANT TO KNOW MY WHOLE REASON.
EVERY YEAR I GET THIS CHRISTMAS LIST.
THE MORE I READ IT THE MORE IT GIVES ME FITS.
I WORK ALL YEAR MAKING CKRISTMAS TOYS FOR ALL THOSE LITTLE GIRLS
AND BOYS. NO ONE WANTS THEM.
THEY WANT IPODS,XBOXES PLAYSTSTIONS,COMPUTERS,COMPUTER
GAMES. WHO THEY THINK I AM THE I.B.M?
I TRY TO MAKE CHRISTMAS BRIGHT.
THE ELVES WANT MORE MONEY,THE REINDEERS FIGHT..
RUDOLF NOW DRINKING HIS NOSE DONT GLOW.
HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO SEE WHERE TO GO?
MY SLED IS OLD NEEDS REPAIRED,
I CANT FLY THAT OLD SLED EVERYWHERE.
ON CHRISTMAS EVE IM FLYING DOGGING TREES,
CLIMBING CHIMNEYS SKINNING MY KNESS.
DOING ALL THIS, JUST TO FULFILL EVERYONE CHRISTMAS LIST.
WHEN IM FLYING OVER YOUR HOME,
PLEASE WHEN IM FLYING OVER YOUR HOME,
DONT CALL ME ON YOUR CELL PHONE
ASKING FOR ONE MORE CHRISTMAS WISH?
TO BRING YOU A SATELILITE DISH.
JUST WHEN I THOUGHT THINGS MIGHT GET BETTER,
THE I.R.S SENDS ME A LETTER.
NOW ISNT THAT FUNNY,WHO EVER HEARD ANYONE SENDING SANTA ANY
MONEY? THOSES MONEY MUNGERS,JERKS.
NOW YOU KNOW WHY, I FEEL LIKE SCRAPPING THE WHOLE DARN WORKS.
THEN I STARTED THINKING WHAT CHRISTMAS WOULD BE?
IF THERE WASNT A SANTA TO PUT CHRISTMAS GIFTS UNDER YOUR
CHRISTMAS TREE..
SO PLEASE DELETE THIS MEMO FROM ME.
ILL BE THERE AGAIN ON THIS COMING CHRISTMAS EVE
SO LONG GOD BLES AND I WISH YOU ALL A VERY,MERRY BLESSED
CHRISTMAS.
Yo! Santa Buddy, do you think you could help out a bro,
You know, with some dinero.
Santa Buddy - my lady wants to eat somewhere nice.
Yo! Santa Buddy, do you think you could help out a friend
And send, something I can spend.
Santa Buddy - my lady wants some jewelry with ice.
Every time you hold out your hand,
I give a contribution for my fellow man.
Every time you ring your bell,
I put a few dollars in your silver pail.
Yo! Santa Buddy, your biggest admirer is me,
But see, my pocket's empty.
Santa Buddy - my lady is so way overpriced!
She wakes this morning
Got along day ahead
She’s making sandwiches
Hot soup and garlic bread
She love to feed the homeless
She sees on the street
She will drive around the city
To give them something to eat
She goes to the hospital
She love to helps the elderly
She always volunteers
To keep them company
And to save the animals
She campaigns tirelessly
And she will never stop
Till they are all free
She goes to the orphanage
She love to make the children smile
She runs for cancer charity
In the New York 10 k mile
She protest to stop the wars
And to free Palestine
She doesn't like religions
To control people minds
They cutting down the rain forest
She would love to stop it now
She goes to the Amazon
And stand in front of the plow
She would loves to stop genocide
She loves to give donations
She would love to stop poverty
From every nations
She fights for the hopeless
To end their misery
And against all the oil spills
That kills fishes in the sea
She stands for human rights
Against so many countries
She loves to save humanity
And to spread equality
And she love to tell me
Of all the wonderful things she does
She is just an angel
And a female Santa clause
And I love to hear her talk
Of all she would love to do
And I know she wouldn't stop
Till they all come true
Catalyst that gold doubloom;
Careful, with a clause conquered;
I rebuild what I consume;
I came, I clawed, I conjured;
Savage and soft specks subsume,
potent potion passed and poured;
Dare to cross and drown in doom.