This year Santa has a particular personal worry And I don’t mean to complicate the riddle But when I say he has eaten far too much this year Well the weight has piled on around his middle.
Yes he has got far too fat around his girth He is worried the sleigh won’t take his weight Unfortunately unless he goes on a crash diet He will be regretting what he ate!
The time came and to cut a long story short He boarded along with the toys and was on his way Rudolph noticed he was under some strain And wondered what he has stuffed on the sleigh.
“What’s he got back there” moaned Dancer The rest of them pulled hard to drive They came to an abrupt halt on a roof Santa shot down a chimney with a nose dive.
He realised he was the wrong way round But then it had all gone mysteriously black He wished he could understand the dilemma he was in The truth of the matter he’d got stuck in the sack.
He arrived at the bottom in a heap with and a crash Toys, paper and mince pies were everywhere To put it bluntly he was in a complete mess And I dare not say what had happened to his hair.
Rudolph gingerly looked through the window And thght the view was indeed very weird Santa has apparently got stuck in his sack And he had carrots poking out of his beard.
Meanwhile just to complicate matters His team players, the reindeers were getting merry Eating mince pies like there was no tomorrow And knocking back the extra dry sherry.
Rudolph managed to get Santa back in a heap And plonked him on the trusty old sleigh Carried on and did Santa’s job himself In a Rudolph the red nose reindeer sort of way.
Thanking goodness that was over he can get some rest And was proud that he had delivered the toys What the family will think when they see the mess And he hoped they didn’t hear the fuss and noise