Santa Claus

Mother's brought milk and cookies.
No, this job is not for rookies.

Yes, I'm going to catch Santa Claus.
May I tell you the main cause?

Well, each year he brings dolls and dolls.
I want a change! I want bouncy balls.

Now all I have to do is wait.
The milk and cookies should act as bait.
Oh no! Oh dear! I've dozed right off!
When my brother finds out, he shall scoff.-!

I see the presents! There they lay.
Under the tree on Christmas day.

(I didn't catch Santa, and that's not funny.
I'll just have to wait for the Easter bunny...)

by Cheryl Cheng

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