The Christmas elves got frisky
Just before Xmas time
Polished off the whisky
Not to mention the wine
So on the morn of Xmas Eve
No-one turned up to load the sleigh
So Santa Claus wouldn’t be able to leave
To deliver by Xmas day
The union suggested it wasn’t a crime
As Christmas was a celebration
If he hadn’t built it up as a party time
There would be no inebriation
They also said that working Christmas Eve
Should count as extra pay
As well as extending annual leave
By an extra day
Santa was so full of fear
Though he had some empathy
Then Rudolph and his reindeer
Walked out in sympathy
As Santa couldn’t make inroads
He sold out to DHL
All the kids got barcodes
And a tax and duty bill as well
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Author:
Tallisman (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
But funny nonsense, none the less: I enjoyed it. Two nonsenses perfectly united - Santa plus your poem. Thanks T.
Good fun words Tallisman.
Andy
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