Santa
Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 4:19 am
There, in the corner, staring at his list
Two pints long - an industrial tan.
Padding - a pillow, an eking of slightness
Beard upon beard - myth upon man.
Yet, no prosaic approaches for him
Nor drunken sitting of knees, no pleas
For a new Mrs: he's left alone
To sup and tick, a regular guy/myth.
Two pints long - an industrial tan.
Padding - a pillow, an eking of slightness
Beard upon beard - myth upon man.
Yet, no prosaic approaches for him
Nor drunken sitting of knees, no pleas
For a new Mrs: he's left alone
To sup and tick, a regular guy/myth.