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Ode to Santa and the Economy              
 
 
There goes Santa, running for his sleigh; 
He’s gotta run fast, to get away.
 
You see, the economy has struck the North Pole as well; 
The elves are on strike, and his wife is givin' em' hell.
 
These days when Santa appears at the local department store; 
It’s not just for fun or photos, but for gifts he needs to score.
 
He'll check the store layout and make a quick dash;
Why even Santa max'd out his credit card and is low on cash.
 
So off he goes, into the night; 
To find those gifts, and get out of sight.
 
Now, he’s not going to make a whole lot of stops;
‘Cause look out Santa… here comes the cops.
 
Santa leaps to his sleigh and flys far into the night; 
Carrying all those gifts, on his yearly flight.
 
Way into the morning, the police search high and low;
Only to find a few tracks left in the snow.
 
You'll hear all the alarms blaring, late into the night;
But old Saint Nick will be long gone, and clean out of sight.
  
Santa has to be quick, to have it done by Christmas Eve;
So many gifts, and so many places to be…
 
The presents will be wrapped, and the tags will be off;
Cause old Santa is very careful, not to get caught.
 
So check your presents,  early on Christmas day;
(Keep it hush-hush if they're from Santa, OK...?) 
 
Now, I don’t know if Old Saint Nick, stopped at your house or not; 
But If he did … … … …  … 
.....THOSE GIFTS ARE . . .  HOT ! !
 
 
 
 
 
 
PEACE ON EARTH, GOOD WILL TO ALL
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! !  !

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