The Christmas Tree

The Christmas Tree

by

Michael Lee-Price

~ The Wayfinder ~

It was the month before Christmas

And at Santa's Home

Dear Santa was moaning to a friend on the phone

All the Elves were on strike

for more pay for their work

The Sleigh was in service as it's paint needed work

His wife had gone off on a holiday win

She wasn't due back to after the New Year begins

The Larder was empty

There was no food to eat ...

Except stale cheese and gone off old meat

His socks needed mending and his suit needed starch

And someone had stolen his brand new spa bath

Frosty the Snow Man had melted a bit

And Rudolph was suffering great sneezing fits

The barn door was broken and the reindeers escaped

Many presents were unwrapped as he ran out of tape.

"And last night was
the worse" he cried to his friend

"A bad mood I was in from beginning to end."

"There was a knock on my door ... rather late on that night

My tree was delivered by a heavenly sight ...

She made one mistake," he said with a sob.

"I realise she was doing only her job"

"A Heavenly smile creased
her sweet little face

When she ask: "dear Santa where your tree should be placed?"

He fell into silence and
his friend realised

The Truth to the Myth and where the real story lies

Forever and Always on the
tree she now sits ...

And that's what you get when you give Santa the Shits.

Inspired
by an old joke:

http://www.naute.com/jokes/angel.phtml

Copyrighted Michael Lee-Price 16th November 2008.All Rights Reserved.