Sandy ChristmasA Poem by SecretpoetI wonder Christmas In summers, No snowfall for Mr. Claus; No chimneys working, That is probably good for Santa. I wonder, heat in cold, In beaches, Santa sweating of humidity Sunbathing in Florida; Icy mock tails with Mr. Claus. Santa wearing floral prints, With his shades, Reindeers parked along the beach bikes, Surfing and turfing elves with, Mr. Santa; Sand instead of snow; cool. © 2023 SecretpoetAuthor's Note
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