The Day After Christmas
The day after Christmas
by Harold R Hunt Sr
It's the day after Christmas And the stores are full
People are returning those soxes they don't want.That grandma bought.
While at the North Pole the elves do sleep
Dreaming of a day off.
Santa is in the hospital.
Getting his belly pumped away.
From all the cookies and sour milk he drank.
He thinks out loud to himself. Just this one time.
Why couldn't I have been the Easter bunny or that tooth fairy guy!