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Once upon a Christmas Eve When his work was nearly nigh Santa had a tantrum And threw his presents to the sky ​ His reindeer started rioting Unnerved from all the stress And poor old Mrs Santa Stood witness to the mess ​ "My love, please, what is happening? Think clearly with your head We've not got time to waste now Kids wait you from their beds" ​ So Santa stopped and listened He knew he hadn't time "But dear, you see I'm starving And I'm gasping for some wine" ​ So simple was the problem He'd soon be his fine self They called for pie and beverage From their ever trusting elf ​ The elf he soon delivered And even brought his friends As word spread of presents fumbled So they knew they'd need to mend And thus commenced a workshop To fix a trick and more The elves they fixed the presents To take the impact of the floor ​ So thankful for the time save Santa loaded up his sleigh He hearded up the reindeer They were fed then on their way ​ Now dashing through the darkness On his journey through the sky Santa soon delivered gifts They were thrown from way up high ​ With the magic of the elves touch They would land in their right place Because thanks to Santas tantrum This years Christmas was a race ​ So then parents starting rousing Not knowing what to think "Is it really raining presents Or did we have too much to drink?" The children sleeping soundly Heard the presents on their way So they woke up with excitement "Yipee, it's Christmas Day!" ​ Luckily for Santa It all worked out to be fine But Mrs Santa knew for next year To keep him topped up with some wine!
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Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 7:20 AM UTC
Why Santa needs his pie and beverage
Once upon a Christmas Eve When his work was nearly nigh Santa had a tantrum And threw his presents to the sky ​ His reindeer started rioting Unnerved from all the stress And poor old Mrs Santa Stood witness to the mess ​ "My love, please, what is happening? Think clearly with your head We've not got time to waste now Kids wait you from their beds" ​ So Santa stopped and listened He knew he hadn't time "But dear, you see I'm starving And I'm gasping for some wine" ​ So simple was the problem He'd soon be his fine self They called for pie and beverage From their ever trusting elf ​ The elf he soon delivered And even brought his friends As word spread of presents fumbled So they knew they'd need to mend And thus commenced a workshop To fix a trick and more The elves they fixed the presents To take the impact of the floor ​ So thankful for the time save Santa loaded up his sleigh He hearded up the reindeer They were fed then on their way ​ Now dashing through the darkness On his journey through the sky Santa soon delivered gifts They were thrown from way up high ​ With the magic of the elves touch They would land in their right place Because thanks to Santas tantrum This years Christmas was a race ​ So then parents starting rousing Not knowing what to think "Is it really raining presents Or did we have too much to drink?" The children sleeping soundly Heard the presents on their way So they woke up with excitement "Yipee, it's Christmas Day!" ​ Luckily for Santa It all worked out to be fine But Mrs Santa knew for next year To keep him topped up with some wine!
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Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 7:20 AM UTC
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