Every New Year’s Santa
makes the same resolution
to go on a diet
but pounds he ain’t loos’n.
He eats ham and hawk
even the latter’s tails
and pats his tummy
while their arses flail.
Santa’s a disgusting old man, he is,
and all on the Pole try to keep it a secret.
This year one elf went for the ride.
We talked at a bar and he happily leaked it.
“Santa’, he said, “he munches on reindeer, too”
Oh my God! I could not believe my ears.
“Dancer and Prancer are gone“, he cried!
I was brought to tears as he slugged down beers.
“Elf” I said, “I think you’re an alcoholic midget
making up fibs cause you get nothing for Christmas."
He jingled his green stocking cap and laughed.
As I said “I think you are wretched and judge you an ass.”
So during the holidays don’t celebrate at bars.
Stay close to home and drink lots of eggnog.
Decorate your tree and forget Santa eats hawk.
Put on the TV and watch that Yuletide Log.



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