If every snowflake is different, why does all snow look alike?
Santa lost his way tonight,
It was an awful mess.
For Rudolph’s nose was none too bright,
And he lost his GPS.
Rudolph, turn the voltage up,
For my way I cannot make,
I have to finish my rounds tonight,
Or I’ll miss the cookies and cake.
It’s the only treat I get to have,
On this eve of spreading cheer,
Since the Mrs. said,
“Don’t drive that sled,
If you’ve been drinking beer!”
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all you lovers of fine literature.
God bless and beers to you!