Christmas Surprises

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Poems

Someone is making noises in the Condo, but I don't think it is Santa.

It was a cold Christmas Eve

On the Thurmond farm

When Noises were heard,

I had cause for alarm.

Out in the tool shed

Some voices were heard,

Some banging and clanging

And a choice pointed word.

 

"It's broken and hopeless!"

I heard someone say,

"We will never get home

In this wreck of a sleigh!

The stabilizer was bent

By that Weather Balloon.

An untimely collision

Has given us doom."

 

"Well can't we just patch it?"

Was a verbal reply.

"No, that won't work,

Too much weight, it won't fly!

But it could be replaced

With a part of like size.

But where in the world

Would we find such a prize?"

 

I peeked through the door,

With caution and care,

To see who was talking

And standing in there.

And as I leaned forward

My balance gave way,

I stumbled through the doors

And fell onto the sleigh.

 

I was pulled to my feet,

Santa gave me a hand,

Well I could not believe

I was there with The Man.

He introduced me to his helper

An elf named Fred

And He asked my forgiveness

For invading my shed.

 

"It's really not a problem,

There was no lock on the door,

And if you have need of repairs

That's what tool-sheds are for.

I can help with your problem

I'm a Tool Maker by Trade

And as for that stabilizer,

Consider another one made.

 

I uncovered the Lathe,

The Mill, and the saw,

And turned on the power

To power them all.

And in an hour or so

A new part was all done,

Drilled and fitted,

To replace the old one.

 

Santa called the Reindeer

Who were grazing, somewhere,

And Fred hitched them up

With speed and with care.

There were handshakes and hugs

And Hot Chocolate to go,

With the wife's Ginger-Bread

In a basket, with a bow.

 

And as they departed

I heard Santa say,

Thanks for the help

On my, Off, Christmas Day."

 

 Then Fred was heard saying,

In a panicky YELL,

"Is that a Drone coming at us?

We hit it! --- Oh Hell.

 

 

D. Thurmond / JEF

11-19-2016

rew. 2019


Submitted: November 19, 2016

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hullabaloo22

Excellent, JE. Another brilliantly modern yule-tide rhyme!

Sat, November 19th, 2016 8:34pm

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We try, thanks.

Mon, November 21st, 2016 10:30am

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