....For Being Late Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

....For Being Late

Rating: 3.4


'Twas late in the day
on that Christmas Eve
and the elves lost their way,
Santa rolled up his sleeve,
quick took out out his road map
and peered through his glasses
then he waved with his cap
'Let us move your fat asses! '
So the reindeer did fly
in a Northern direction
and from high in the sky
they could see a reflection.
As their well-travelled legs
landed, things became funny:
Among thousands of eggs
sat the Easterbunny.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mary Nagy 13 December 2005

Hilarious! Great Christmas humor Herbert! Sincerely, Mary

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Raynette Eitel 13 December 2005

What fun! This one will be enjoyed by young and old. Thanks, Herbert! Raynette

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Ernestine Northover 13 December 2005

This has got to be a 'chucklebunny' Herbert, what a lovely ending. Great stuff! Love Ernestine XXX

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Ruby Honeytip 29 October 2012

I always tell my kids...the magic, love and fun of Santa is very real! I shall read this poem to them as we put up the Xmas tree this year! Precious: ^)

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Malini Kadir 07 March 2008

relevant and humorous.........enjoyed it!

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K K 06 March 2007

LOL! ! Funny... KK

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John Murtagh 14 April 2006

Dear Herbert, This easter bunny is only as late as Iam in reading this piece. At least it is Easter and your poem is relevant, and humorous. Best wishes, John: >

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Amid the gloom and doom that is Christmas, something to bring a sparkle to the eye! - Thank you.

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