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Christmas Dream

Hopefully, it isn’t too late for you to take this last minute effort to set things straight.

Santa laughing

 

I had this weird and crazy dream again,
about an old grey-headed mirthful man.
he had a hoary look upon his placid face
yet not one… whisker… twisted out of place.

In my dream, he called my name,
Curious to know who was to blame?
He said my name was on his naughty list
This Christmas, he’s sure my house he’ll miss.

Santa and computer

In my dream I wonder, “Just who is this guy?”
I’m pretty all-fired sure we don’t see eye to eye
There’s no naughty stuff to which I will confess
And if my name is on your list you need to reassess.

In my dream, this stout and rotund chap
has caused a bit of anguish and somewhat of a flap.
These so-called naughty things he has inside his file?
nothing but lies and frankly…, it makes me smile.

It’s time to put this stupid dream on pause
What’s your name? I ask, He said…, “it’s Clause.
First name’s Santa, just to be exact;
Your numbers up, your Christmas bag’s not packed”.

In my dream, I wonder can I fix this matter?
Maybe leave some treats on a silver platter?
Perhaps a glass of golden chardonnay
will make this awkward crisis fade away.

But wine’s not guaranteed to fix your sordid case
You’re naughtier than me, he’s not coming to your place.
‘Cause in my dream, I see the lengthy “naughty” list.
My name’s erased, but your name still exists.

So, here’s a plan that might not seem too weird
go sit in Santa’s lap and smoooooth… his bushy beard
Check out the gleaming in his sparkling eyes
And if that doesn’t work, then improvise.

Santas lap

I won’t be describing all the intricate details.
I can tell by observation, your tactics did prevail
I don’t know the tricks in your repertoire.
But your name’s erased, and that was no small chore.

So, it looks to be a Merry Christmas after all.
with Christmas trees decked out in shiny Christmas balls.
Be sure to leave him cookies, we’ll surely wear a smile
since he wiped our names from his lengthy file.

Merry Christmas

P.S.

Glad we made it through this year and so we bid adieu
but Old Man Santa’s list will soon begin anew
I’m starting out from scratch to mend my naughty stuff
I hope you do as well, and hope that it’s enough.

                                                                                                            Pete Robertson
© 2013

 

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