SANTA HAS A DEAR, SHUCKS

I bought him a Fedora and a beer,

But, my lovely Santa did not appear,

I buttered his toast,

I basted a roast,

But, Santa flew off with some dear.

WHERE DOES SANTA GET HIS TOYS?

Where does Santa get his toys?
They are made by elves for good girls and boys,
And, for boys and girls who are really bad,
They get lumps of coal then, they feel sad,

Where does Santa get his lumps of coal?
From deep shaft mines worked by a creature called troll,
And, while elves get a golden toy factory pass,
Trolls work deep in the earth like a true second-class,

Now, old Santa is a jolly old elf,
And, he promotes the ones who are just like himself,
 But, he does provide jobs for those who work underground,
In mines that are cited as unsafe and unsound,

Yet, the trolls do not live a life of quiet despair,
Instead, they plot revolution to make society fair,
Now, on Christmas morning when you get your big lump of coal,
Remember, the coal came from the toils of the second-class troll.

THE FAMILY COMES TOGETHER TO SHARE THEIR LOVE AND A MEAL🎄❄❄❄❄❄🎄

Every holiday it's not surprising,🙄

With all the family tensions rising,😡

After all our nasties are said,🙊

We sit down and break bread,🍞

Afterwards, we continue despising.🍷🍸🍹🍺

THERE WAS NO SNOW FOR CHRISTMAS

There was no snow for Christmas,

Nor, snow for New Year's as well,

And, living in Northern Michigan,

It's been a type of snow-less hell,

There's no snow on the ski slope,

Nor, on the toboggan run,

There's no snow on the snowmobile trail,

In winter, no snow equals no fun,

Of course you can go ice skating,

And, fall and crack your bones,

You can also go ice fishing,

And, get frostbite on your scones,

But, a snow fortress you cannot build,

Nor, a snowman can you roll,

You can't track animals you've shot and killed,

Nor, make snow angels with arms and soul,

You see a winter that has no snow,

Is like a car that has no gas,

It's like Santa's lost his "Ho, Ho,"

When Old Man Winter takes a pass.

SANTA, BELLS AND BATTERIES

Santa had to buy brand new batteries, to make his big sleigh bells ring,

But, the elves stole the batteries for karaoke, because elves like to sing,

So, Santa's long fight,

Was one dreary night,

With the reindeer all singing "Ding, Ding....".

SLEIGH BELLS AND COOKIE

Cookie was Santa's favorite reindeer,

She always had a joke, and was full of good cheer,

And every year,

She'd load the sled gear,

And, licked clean Santa's bells, so they were easy to hear.

SANTA MAY NOT HAVE REIGNDEER, BUT AT LEAST HE HAS HIS STALL

Jimmy was short and tubby, and he had the Santa call,

So he got a job as Santa, working at the Midtown Mall,

He worked there for fifty years,

Made enough money to buy his beers,

Jimmy did get a reserved toilet, they named it Santa's Stall.

A WREATH FOR THE HOLIDAYS

I needed a holiday wreath for my front door,

Could not afford to buy one, because I'm dirt poor,

I took wire and branches of pine,

Built a circle held together with twine,

The wreath might not look good, but it's artwork of mine.

HILLBILLY CHRISTMAS DINING

I bought me a chicken, and had me a fry,

It tasted so good it put beams in my eye,

Then I had me some beans,

And fried mustard greens,

I got seeds in my dentures from raspberry pie.

THE CANDY CANE LICKER

I like licking my candy cane; it tastes like peppermint,

It makes my eyes tear up, and gives them a shinny tint,

I've got a bumper sticker,

Says, "CANDY CANE LICKER",   

Mama says, "oh, you didn't?",

THE CANDY CANE POEM

It does not take any brains,

The best treats are candy canes,

I do not hesitate,

I quickly manducate,

Then my teeth all suffer pains.

SANTA IS CANADIAN

I went to Canada to see Santa this year,

He was in Sault Ste. Marie, training reindeer,

I asked him for a pony,

And four cheese macaroni,

And a gallon of extra rooty root beer. 

SANTA HAS A PROBLEM

Santa has no toys this year, because he had no money to pay,

So he bought some discounted rhubarb, then he loaded up his sleigh,

So every good little boy or girl,

Will get some rhubarb to make them hurl,

Because Santa loves online poker, and he can loose all day.

SANTA DOES NOT LIKE TO SHARE WITH ELVES

While old Santa eats roast venison, we elves are eating snow,

Santa licks on candy canes; a taste we elves will never know,

Santa is all grins and smiles,

Santa has smart PR wiles,

Old Santa is very greedy, and he causes elves great woe.

A BIG CAT BOUNCE

A great big snow tiger, chased frightened Santa in his sleigh,

The reindeer team had been drinking, and could not fly away,

When the big snow tiger pounced,

Off Santa's belly he bounced,

Into a train and Santa sang "Na, Na,Na, Na, Hey, Hey...".

SANTA WENT DOWN THE MOUNTAIN

Elves make a tasty, magic beer,

That Santa over intakes, I fear,

He slammed a mountain, with his sleigh,

Broke all the new toys, made that day,

Now, Santa is missing, oh dear.

LONELY MORRIS, THE MUSICAL ELF

When Morris ate beans, it made him toot,

Sometimes a 29 gun salute,

Morris was Santa's Elf,

Painted toys by himself,

He retired a lonely old coot.

A POOR SOULS PRACTICAL CHRISTMAS WISH

I wish Santa would bring me some cloths,

Like some socks to thaw out my toes,

Maybe a coat to stay warm,

Boots to walk a snow storm,

And some pants so my legs don't get froze.

THE CHRISTMAS UNICORN BULLY

Mark the unicorn was a menace to the sleigh,

He'd stick his horn through the sides and poke the elves everyday,

Mark poked Santa too,

Which made Santa boohoo,

The sleigh crew wanted the unicorn to just go away.

PORCH PIRATES ARE REAL, AND THEY KNOW HOW TO STEAL

I caught a porch pirate stealing and he laughed and said, "Aye, Aye,"

Then he grabbed all my packages, and ran saying, "Bye, Bye,"

Then he got into his car,

Drove off to lands distant and far,

I then told all the family, and they went "Cry, Cry."