Right next door to me

there lived a celebrity.

 

You may have heard of him before –

he always takes flight on night 24.

 

That’s right, the jolly old man himself –

whose best friend is an elf.

 

As I recall, they were all

noisy neighbors always going in and out –

those elves sure would scurry about.

 

Sometimes I’ll admit, I’d help just a bit,

and slip Egg Nog to Rudolph

right before he’d take off.

 

One day, Nick said to me, “You know

I hate when that wind chill begins to blow.”

 

And then, that was the end –

he and his elf buddies loaded his sleigh

and just like that flew, flew away.

 

All the while I heard him exclaiming,

“I’m headed north because it’s too darn cold in Wyoming!”

© 2013 ck’s days

 

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