SANTA WORE A T-SHIRT

  Santa Wore  A T-Shirt

The sleigh was packed, the reindeer fed

And all was right to go

Santa was warm in his big red suit

Dressed warmly for the snow.

He clattered upon the rooftops

Of countries far and wide

He sneaked a peek through frosty glass

And saw warm fires there inside.

He shivered all through England

Scotland and Ireland, too

Greece was not much warmer

nor was Katmandu.

Then time to visit southern climes

He was looking forward to that

The reindeer crossed the equator

Then suddenly went splat!

It was as if a wall of steaming mist

Had come upon the lot

No other way to say it

It was simply far too hot!

The reindeer started panting

They really had to drink

Santa was perspiring,

He could barely think.

Off came the big red scarf

That Mrs. Claus had made

Santa was all flustered

As the reindeer looked for shade.

Down they went to Surfers

The Gold Coast to you and me

Then Santa started stripping

A funny sight to see.

The boots were gone, the red pants too

The jacket flung aside

Indeed, it was a funny sight

Reindeer surfing with the tide.

Now Santa looked a wee bit strange

Till he saw an Aussie mate

Who gave him his old t shirt

Then Santa looked so great.

So if you were at Surfers

The morn that Santa did drop by

You'd have seen Santa in a t shirt

And cool reindeer who could fly!

Crissouli (c) 2009