Santa’s Got the Flu

Santa’s Got the Flu

A Poem by Jamie Hawkins

Children’s piece about a young boy and girl (my children) who save Christmas when Santa falls ill

Oh no! Cough! Cough!
Sniffle, Cough! Achoo!
All systems are go on Christmas Eve
But Santa’s got the flu!
Mrs Claus is in a tizzy
She doesn’t know what to do
Someone must stand in and fly the sleigh
Somebody must...but who?

Mrs C runs around the workshop
Time is ticking on
Saint Nick is in bed with man flu
And the sleigh needs to get gone
Master Elf scours the Santanet
To try and find a match
White beard, red coat, a few extra pounds
But his searches are all dashed

Can anyone save Christmas?
And fly the famous sleigh
Anyone at all is needed
To be the hero, save the day
Then the Santa Nav bleeps into life
A jingle bells noise it does make
See, Santa’s sat nav doesn’t direct him
But tells him when children are awake

A boy and girl in Burntwood, not sleeping
Eyes open whilst tucked up in bed
They’re 8 years old twins, but could it be
That they could pilot the sled?
It’s worth a shot and the reindeer are ready
The cargo is ready to leave
With some magic elf dust and a little luck
All they need to do is believe!

Before they know it there they are stood
The pyjama clad young girl and boy
Launch pad A, NP1
To deliver the whole worlds toys
Mrs C gives a cuddle and a warm loving smile
Before they’re handed THE coat and hats
The most magical night awaits them
They could have never imagined that

They take up the reigns with a nervous grip
Yet still with quite some aplomb
They gee up the reindeer ‘come on boys’
And with a flash they are up and gone
From Norway to Jamaica, Paris, Peru
Up and down the worlds chimneys
Australia, America, Morocco
Eating mince pies and leaving gifts under trees

They travel the whole world over
As if time is on their side
Twins, Liam and Summer, just 8 years of age
Making this magical Santa sleigh glide
From Asia to Europe, the rest of the world
It seems an effortless flight
Father Christmas must really be special
To deliver all this in one night

The last gift is placed, Christmas is saved
All because they both were awake
But the night is not yet over
They have one more delivery to make
With a signal to Rudolph they head NP1
And a gentle flick of the whip
They fly back to Santa and Mrs Claus
With cough medicine and lemsip!

The young boy and girl rescued Christmas
With Father Christmas too poorly to go
The world will wake up in happiness
And no one will ever know
The secret will stay safely with Santa
And now of course, me and you...
Only we know the Christmas Eve story
And what Liam and Summer had to do!

© 2017 Jamie Hawkins

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Added on December 7, 2017
Last Updated on December 7, 2017


Jamie Hawkins
Jamie Hawkins

Burntwood, England, United Kingdom

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