Your Poetry Dot Com - Trucking Santa's new tale

Many of you know me
From introductions in the past.
Old Trucking Santa Clause
With my Nut Cracker pals
I still last.

I trucked a million miles,
We covered lots of black ribbon.
Stuck it out in the sunshine
Road it out in the frosts of winter.

This old Santa Clause
With my nutcracker pals
We are now retired
And once a year sit peaceful on the mantel.

This year it is a bit different.
There are two new furry things running round.
I survived my doggy pal Leshay
And Av the big boy cat,
I was ever so patient
When they chewed my nose,bit my hand
And slobbered on my Santa pants.

Michelle she introduced me
And I sadly shook my head
I felt I knew what was coming
And yes indeed it happened allover again!

Cloud sat and watched me
And gave me a lick upon the nose.
He cocked his head and listened
While I played Jingle Bells and sniffed my toes.

That Blotch on the other hand
She wasn’t so kind.
She bit me on my head,
On my nose she started to dine.
She grabbed hold on my hand
And started dragging me across the floor.
I have some Santa butt rug burn
Of that you can be for sure!

All the while my nut cracker friends
Were sitting on the mantel.
I kept hearing little giggles,
And laughter load as thunder.
Until…..
One laughed so hard he took a grand tumble
Leshay was waiting yes she was
She picked him up by his head
He wasn’t laughing then now was he?

Michelle finally thought
It was time for us to take a rest.
Gently she picked my pal and I up
And put us back on the mantel
For our Holiday rest.

I guess I survived another round
But I must say,
I need some soothing cream
To rub my Santa butt rug burn away.

Darn vermits LOL