Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Rudolph is prompt and it is a quarter past eight He is in a panic thinking that Santa will be late You'd think with all the elves he employs they would be on the ball with the toys he then hears Santa whistling and panting under his own breath he is stressing and ranting then through the valley vale and fells hark it is the sound of the sleigh bells at long last Santa is definitely on his way Rudolph and his team pulling the heavy laden sleigh
0
Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 1:31 AM UTC
Santa Is On His Way
Rudolph is prompt and it is a quarter past eight He is in a panic thinking that Santa will be late You'd think with all the elves he employs they would be on the ball with the toys he then hears Santa whistling and panting under his own breath he is stressing and ranting then through the valley vale and fells hark it is the sound of the sleigh bells at long last Santa is definitely on his way Rudolph and his team pulling the heavy laden sleigh
Written by
Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 1:31 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem