Was the night before Christmas
When I got his text
That Santa would visit me
‘Round planet (convexed)
No longer he’s guided
By stars (lots of guess)
Tech reps have caught up with him
Now has GPS
I’m waiting here for Santa
It’s three o’clock in morn
(I’m yawning now but never mind)
He said he’d come by dawn
Then just before I nodded off
He came through door (not chim)
Looking quite bedraggled
Had lost his phone (with SIM)
I added two and two together
Yes, came up with four
Linda’s house across the street
Had lights on, open door
Santa makes a special trip all the way each Christmas to see me.
I must mean something special to him…..
Don is an Australian writer who focuses on humour. He runs the ‘Flippant, Comic, and Serious’ website.
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