It’s rotten being Santa
when you cannot grow a beard,and Red is not your colour –
and the snow’s gone, as you feared.
There’s the problem with the chimneys
(‘cos you’re claustrophobic too);
a runner’s come right off the sledge
and you can’t find the screw.
The Elves have been complaining,
(they think bonuses are due!!)
There’s a Reindeer that is limping
and he needs another shoe.
Must we really have this every year?
It’s getting on my nerves.
Just send the kids to Trago -
Let each get what it deserves!!
