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So Much For The ReindeerSanta lost his reindeer, Looked for them everywhere, Pulls the donkey out of the barn How's he supposed to fly in the air? I don't think magical dust Will work this time, This donkey is so lazy Up steep hills, he can't climb. Santa gets ready to leave Out of the house, he carries his red sack, Walks over to the donkey And throws it on his back. The donkey found the sack heavy And plopped onto the ground, It's just too bad for Santa Those reindeer, can't be found. Santa ties the donkey To the front of his sleigh, The donkey kicked Santa hard The pain won't ever go away. Poor Santa bent over From the pain he was in, He could feel his temperature rising From deep within. After about twenty mintues Santa got up off the ground, Smacked the donkey upside the head The donkey was left dumbfound. The way Santa's donkey is acting He won't be taking flight, He won't be able to deliver his presents Until next year, on Christmas night. Copyright © Cynthia Jones Dec.10/2005 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Send Feedback/Comments
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