I have always
found
Santa (Claus)
to be too
inquisitive
for my liking:
'Have you been
a good little boy? '
'What do you want
for Christmas? '
None of your
business
that's what.
Now make
like a tree
before
I roundhouse you
old man.
Under different
circumstances
this kind
of interrogation
would entitle me
to some legal
representation
& a can
of Sprite.
Written by my late son Oliver Collett(1984-2014)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great and sentimental imagination and beautiful poem.