Santa

A lite hearted look at santa

just a lighthearted festive ode aimed at santa.

Santa claus to his girlfriend

Let me take you for a ride my dear in my sleigh,
Let’s ride the heavens when night turns to day.
Swoop past chimney tops giving presents to our friends,
Such a lot to deliver before Christmas day ends.
Then my dear I will attend to all your needs ,
Laying in my sleigh pulled by my reindeer steeds.
So we embark on our journey and I do my task ,
I have given all the people presents for more or less what they ask.
So I gently kiss those ‘Helen of Troy ‘ lips ,
Just like her , you could set sail a thousand ships.
Hope my beard doesn’t get in the way ,
Yes I know , I would shave it off if you had your way .
But I wouldn’t be santa without it along with my
“Ho Ho Ho” ,
That’s Santa’s image , my red costume, it’s the way things have to go.
But in that case “ why am I naked ? “ you ask ?,
But my dear , making love to you is my present task .
So we start of slow with kisses on lips ,
My fingers reach down to caress your slender hips .
I feel your lovely body tremble as my fingers pass your thigh,
This will bring a new meaning to the club that’s a mile high !.
You will know what’s next my dear as my hand ventures down ,
What’s the look on your face , surely not a frown ? .
No no no you can’t shout whoa ! ,
The reindeers won’t know where to go ! .
What do you mean ? You don’t on your first date ? ,
Now look what you made me do ! , this is the part I hate !.
The reindeers have come to a dead stop ,the sleigh on a downwardspiral and approaching doom I can see ,
Sorry my love , i have got to go but i only have a parachute for me !!.