Christmas is near, and at last the year, has come to a slowing stop.
I’m typing this, reasonably quick, as I suck my lollipop.
Santa comes to the tree, formally, wearing his big read suit.
Then back to his sleigh, in a magical way and off to the sky he shoots.
To another house he goes, and into the house he went,
Down the chimmney as per usual, well at least to some extent.
I rush down to the tree, early as I do, and yes here’s my gift its a . . . a!
Now one must never be upset with what they are given,
Just be thankful for . . .
I don’t believe it!!!
Santa has given me a $5 note!! The Lazy Sod!!!
In case you think I’m trying to pick on people!