'Snapped' Back Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I am 'not' your Santa Claus!
Or Saint Nick,
With pockets bulging with riches.
Or prepared to scent the air with Balsam fir,
To spray...
On a beautifully lit Christmas tree,
Adorned with thick peppermint sticks!

But I can provide you with suggestions quick!
You've got to realize,
You have been hypnotized!
And what you are experiencing...
Is every bit of reality!
And you have been 'snapped' back,
Into it!

Here's your mop.
And there is the broom.
The seven dwarfs are on vacation.

Get this mess cleaned up,
Before the President comes!
And you must do that without hesitation.
He is the charming one,
you will immediately like!
But his beautiful wife,
Has velvet gloves on...
To protect her powerful fists!