THE ELVES ARE INTO THE PUNCH BOWL OF JOY

THE ELVES ARE INTO THE PUNCH BOWL OF JOY

A Poem by anthony blake
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Drink up

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Toyland will never be the same

Yet kid’s hearts of happiness will always remain

But Santa’s Toyland Elves can’t leave the punch bowl alone

No sense of direction being shown

So it’s that alcohol drink being their pick me up

But its there are delays plenty in toy making production

In fact, the Elves are all drunk

I just found one Elf passed out in a trunk

Another Elf is stuck on the ceiling
This you won’t not believe, another Elf is asking the Christmas Tree for a date

Now for Heaven’s sake

Christmas is just days away

However, what would Santa say?

Santa would say, “No delays on this day”

Toys have too be made

Schedule in toy production is not out of the shade

Get to work Elves

It’s not a matter of what else

Kids are depending on us

I am making this toy production an absolute must

So sober up with no fuss

It’s about the kids all over being our priority plus.

 

 

© 2018 anthony blake


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Added on December 1, 2018
Last Updated on December 1, 2018
Tags: toys, Christmas, Kids