Hi guys. We’ve arrived at another Friday before Christmas and as promised, I am posting another of my “rejected” Christmas card poems. I got some pretty positive feedback on my previous posting… my offering was all warm and fuzzy and pure in its intent. I fear that I may not fare so well this time as this poem lives in the land of silly satire. Stash
Christmas 2013
Rudolph tripped Santa with his size 12 hoof
And the Old Man tumbled right off the roof.
“It was an accident!” I heard Rudy swear…
Though are are rumors… we won’t go there.
The fall was long and Santa hit hard…
Face down, spread eagle in the front yard.
Stuck with the barbs of a ten foot holly,
Santa certainly didn’t feel very jolly.
The EMTs arrived with lights a flashing.
Through the snow, they went dashing
To the hospital’s emergency room…
A Christmas surprise, to be delivered soon.
Before Santa could get past the nurse guard,
He had to produce his insurance card.
From the North Pole, Santa had it faxed
But he discovered… he’d been axed!
They released Santa that night, injured and untreated.
He returned to the North Pole, bruised and defeated.
The elves now push Santa in a creaky wheelchair…
Sadly… just another casualty of Obamacare.
Stash