Tight Fit

Santa had been avoiding his diet

And now couldn’t fit into his suit

Every time that he attempted to try it

There was a serious waistline dispute

 

Bread went first, then sweet cinnamon buns

Although chocolate remained a head turner

Every morning he persevered with jogging runs

Hoping to get rid of his great afterburner

 

After two weeks of a conflicting regime

Where in every dream he’d scream for whip cream

He had expanded even that much further

Snacking extra cake and candy where seen

 

So, Mrs. Clause fashioned him a new suit

But Santa’s problems have not all gone away

There is now a pause in the Christmas commute

Cause he can no longer fit into the sleigh

 

 

 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Everyone's gotten the covid spread, so they complain constantly on Facebook! Everyone's blaming it on being sequestered, so why can't Santa? I love JtheB's comment. Me being a home-baked bread fiend who could care less about chocolate, I'm questioning Santa's dieting priorities. After a couple months of extreme pain, I've been feeling pretty good for a week, so I almost went for a walk yesterday, but then it rained. Nice thing about a wheelchair -- the wheels carve a few inches off my hips & thighs if I get so wide there's no clearance! *wink! wink!* Fondly, Margie

[John the Baptist]

Don't even think about the chimneys.

[Dave Brown]

Thanks John
Reports are, he'll have to work from home
Another Covid casualty

[Susan 🌺]

What??? I can't read this news two days before Christmas!! Do you know how many cookies I have baked? ;-)
What a fun read! Well done.

[Dave Brown]

fortunately I happen to have my own Santa suit and if I can figure out where you are, I am sure that cookie issue will quickly go away
Have a great Christmas

[Susan 🌺]

Merry Christmas 🎄