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There once was a lad from Atlanta who was not sure if there was a santa he needed more proof than the hooves on the roof to convice him he wasn't mere banter all of his class mates teased when this naive boy still believed but his mum told him to so he must be true no idea he was being decieved. imagine the poor boys frustration trying to convince his class population that santas isn't scotch mist and he really does exist and wasn't just his imagination his mum had always told him the truth and a fairy had once bought his tooth but he needed his body to prove his exsistance and show all his peers he's no goof so on christmas eve he would wait a mince pie and carrot as bait and lovely laced sherry will make santa more merry and easier for the boy to sedate the rest of the story is so sad you could even say that its quite mad he thought he'd killed santa to prove he wasn't mere banter but in fact who he killed was his dad.
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