Clumsy Santa
Created | Updated Dec 19, 2010
The Post
Christmas Poetry Competition 2010
Clumsy Santa by Sahara
Bells a-jingling reindeer dash
Down the chimney with a crash.
Everything is full of ash.
Grandpa cries: "Oh, phot a mesh!"
Mother says: "Dear, dinna fash
Yoursel', let us have a bash
At clearing up, and then let's stash
The gifts that did survive the crash."
Santa thinks: "It's time to dash
Before they see it's all just trash
And come and ask me for some cash;
And anyway, I'll get a rash
If I remain amidst this ash."
The reindeer got to feel the lash.
Off they were, quick as a flash,
Leaving trash and ash – no cash.
The Post Christmas Competitions 2010