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How santa began

Monday, 15 December 2008 at 13:33

When Santa was a wee small boy
just as high as Rodolph's knee
he formed a rather funny thought
to set the reindeer's free

so he took his fathers hunting knife
and cut those ropes so thick
his wee hands blistered and bleeding
which the reindeer kindly licked

the gratitude they felt was grand
so pay him back they would
they'd take him to a party rocking
and put special gifts in his Xmas stocking

but daddy was not game for this
for he used his reindeer's daily
and what little Santa did not know
was that daddy did this gaily

those poor poor reindeer's used so ill
and not a soul in the world to know
so daddy took wee Santa aside
with the dark intent to show

what reindeer's were in that shed for
what foul purpose daddy had
poor little Santa cried and howled
for a while he even turned bad

But then one day a few years on
when Santa was grown quite bigger
he decided that all things can be healed
and went a bought a digger

daddy went under the under the garden patio
and Santa built a bigger shed
he got the reindeer's animal therapy
and purchased a massive sled

then he hired some elves
and provided them tools
to craft and graft away
so that children toys could be given
freely on that special Christmas day

Just a silly poem i wrote two years ago
 

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