Short Santa Clause Poems
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The new sign is up.
Although our name is spelled wrong,
Santa Clause will still
find us because he knows the
gingermen will be waiting.
What race is Santa Clause?
Some say white, some say black.
But at the end of the day, one thing's for sure;
He's the same color as your dad.
they wait stay up late
there love not fake
ito them its heavnly
to put kids gift under the tree
so don't make them mad
SANTA CLAUSE
is
MOM AND DAD
What Cookies?
After too many hits off the bong
he knew something was drastically wrong
when the fire place log
barked like a dog
at a Santa Clause wearing a thong.
12/23/2014
Got snow overnight, 'bout a foot
Not civilized, it's dangerous underfoot
Really should expect it
It's Canada, I checked
Santa Clause lives here, he ain't no pussyfoot>center>
Does Santa Clause have a vacation?
He does only work once a year
But toy building must take time
Maybe after Christmas
He takes a small snooze
But the elves yell:
"Hey Kringle!"
"Make more
toys!"
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.
He was a gentle giant - towering
Bigger than the notorious Claus
His jolly and joy were never overpowering
His gift was a reminder of grandma’s
He represented Santa - his love the cause
?Trump Table
So are we able?
Try and reverse Trump table;
Not find a fable.
What does annoy
Another Trump deploy
Who will enjoy?
Grasp at many straws
And we took another pause
Is Trump Santa Clause?
Think about it.
Jim Horn
Form:
There’s a stunning visitor in my house
He introduces himself, Santa Clause
I could hardly believe him
He looks malnourished and thin
He adds, go on diet as age arouse.
27 Dec. 2018 6.05pm
Limerick in 10,10,7,7,10
Christmas:
Oh, what fun --
Santa clause, gifts,
Family gatherings,
Lights, cheers!
Alone,
I sit sad
in sheer darkness...
Wish you happy birthday
Jesus.
~Contest by Dr. Ram Mehta
~Theme: Holidays
~Date: 11/6/2014
~Form: Cinqku
Who shall
deck the hall
With Santa's
favourite pall?
When he shows
with his shoulder store
Ours, he shall bless
from his finest stall.
Who shall tell
the king's course
That 'Ologbojo'
is not a Santa Claus?
The Roman sort
we crave for
Not 'Adio' in
the spirit form.
Christmas would soon be
Velvet trimmed quilted stocking
With my name on it
Anticipating Santa Clause
Hung there at the fire place.
Together celebrating
Giving gifts of love
Excitedly receiving
Friends and family
Remembering Jesus Christ
Ó November 16, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen
happy
moms and dads
with child-like grins
acting like Santa Clause
giving
children
cannot sleep
the night before
gift-surprises arrive
Christmas
November 9, 2014
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Cinqku Poem - Poetry Contest
Sponsor Dr.Ram Mehta
I was four years old that Christmas Eve
And in Santa Clause, I did believe
When I saw Uncle Don
With a Santa suit on-
'Twas my time to know he's make-believe!
November 26, 2022
Premiere Contest
A Funny Christmas or December Holiday Limerick
Sponsored by Tania Kitchin
PIGS GO OINK
COWS GO MOO
GHOSTS SAY BOO
NOTHING NEW
HORSE GOES NEIGH
BUT WHAT DOES THE TURTLE SAY?
?
BIRD WINGS GO FLIP FLAP
FISH FINS GO SPLISH SPLASH
HORSE HOOFS GO CLIP CLOP
SNAKE BELLY GOES SLITHER
SANTA CLAUSE SAYS HO HO HO
BUT WHAT’S THE SOUND OF THE CAMEL TOE?
WHAT DAY IS IT?
EVERYDAY IS HUMP DAY
?
My Old Man
I don’t believe in miracles
Santa Clause and such
Only wish it all were true
I wouldn’t ask for much
For if truth were only known
we all would live in fear
How close one need to toe the line
what dangers could be near
Ignorance is bliss of course
remember childhood days
My own God was called father
with no one else to praise
Santa Clause
Tooth Fairy
Easter Bunny
The Boogy Man
Their all lies
Lies are what life is made of
People lie cause the truth is scary
But the truth is the key to happiness
The lies are just ways to get around the truth
The truth will eventually come out
So no matter the time, situation, person, or place
just say the truth so you’ll feel better
(in reference to Santa Clause)
There's Noone, in this whole,
human race
Who could mimic his style
and grace
How he, magically, brings
a Smile to Every face
Filling of Our stockings and
tree, an empty space
Leaving Us blindsided, as
by a can of mace
It's no wonder, We to what
he stands for, gives a good
chase
Especially if NOBODY can Ever
take his place
It's time to decorate the house for Christmas see
I got 12 strands of lights
1 Angel for the top
2 Christmas trees
1 inside and 1 outside
1 wreath to hang on the door
0 staples to hang stuff with
12 blinking lights
10 sore fingers
20 presents under the tree
1 santa clause
10 tiny reindeer
and 1 big headache comeing on
time for 4 asprins
Merry Christmas Everyone
Candles, chocolates and a bottle of chardonnay
Heralding the eve of Christmas day
Rollicking good fun is in the air
Icy outside but who gives a care
Surprises all gaily wrapped
To a song that someone's just rapped
Mistletoe hangs in the hall
And the clock ticks slowly on the wall
Santa Clause is coming to call
Dancing lights on the tree
A time of merriment for you and me
Young ones singing merrily.
© Hazel
The old man
The old man lived at the end of the hollow.Most of the time.
He had white hair and a white beard.
He had a big barn out behind his house.But you could not see in it.
Late in Nov. He would disappear for a month or so.But would return after the 25th of Dec.
I never saw him myself. But I heard that he dressed in red. And had a big red sled.
They called him Santa clause. I just know him as the old man at the end of the hollow.
Christmas
From the bells ringing, to the children singing. From the wall full of holy, to Santa Clause in all his jolly. From the tall Christmas tree, to the gingerbread in the oven. From the Christmas presents. To the Christmas decoration from leaving the cookies for Santa. To wake up and see candy in your stocking. That Christmas joy that never ends, even when the snow melts. And the birds start singing, we never forget the bells ringing.
I was so young the first time,
like many others.
Santa Clause,
The lie should be a crime.
A bit older and in school,
like many others.
Our history,
Lieing is the Golden rule.
And now a bit older still,
like many others.
Love is forever,
He lied for his thrill.
Now all grown up,
like many others.
Freedom,
I'm fed, on lies I sup.
I fell for these once,
like many others,
I'm sure mores to come.
I won't believe,
I'm not a dunce.
Form:
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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