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Santa's Magic Christmas Suit

Contributed by Roe on Tuesday, 22nd November 2005 @ 09:24:54 AM in AEST
Topic: Holiday Poetry



Santa’s Magic Christmas Suit
By Roe Cherry


When Santa got home from the factory, he sat in his easy chair.
His head went back, his feet came up; he didn’t have a care.

All was set for his ride tonight; it was Christmas Eve you see.
The elves were loading the sleigh with gifts for you and me.

The reindeer were fed and watered, his Christmas suit was pressed.
His list was checked and checked again; Santa should really rest.

Suddenly there came a knock on his office door.
Mrs. Kringle stood there tapping her foot upon the floor.

“What is it dear?” asked Santa as he gazed upon his wife.
“You look as though you’ve had the fright of your very life!”

“Chris, I hate to tell you this but your Christmas suit is gone!”
“I’ve been searching the house from top to bottom since dawn.”

“Now dear relax. It’s over here hanging on the hook.
Just open the closet door and you can take a look.”

Mrs. Kringle looked relieved as she walked to the closet to see.
She opened the door, looked up at the hook only to see it empty.

There was no suit. The suit was gone! The Kringles had turned white.
For Santa’s magic suit was gone. It was nowhere in site.

“Oh, Chris, whatever will you do? That suit is really magic.
You can’t go out without it now. Oh, Chris this is too tragic!”

“Hold on my dear, we’ll find it. It’s got to be here somewhere.
Why stealing Santa’s magic suit, no one would ever dare!”

They looked up in the attic and in the basement too.
But no matter where they looked, the suit was not in view.

They sat down on the sofa, Santa held her hand.
“I guess this Christmas Eve will not go off as planned.”

“Let’s call the elves together, see what they have to say.
Maybe they will find it and somehow save the day!”

Santa pressed the buzzer. All the elves came to his side.
No suit! No Christmas this year? The elves were horrified.

“We’ll find your suit, we’ll find your suit!” they chanted to the sky.
The elves ran off to find the suit; they looked both low and high.

When they returned to Santa all showing empty hands,
They were talking of the disappointed kids throughout the lands.

No Christmas gifts delivered and placed beneath the tree!
Santa said, “The children will no longer believe in me!”

“We cannot let this happen,” said Santa as he paced.
This is the worst Christmas Santa had ever faced.

When all was looking bleak and Santa seemed not well,
There came a noise, a ring-a-ding. It was Santa’s doorbell.

They all rushed to the front door. Oh my but could it be?
There stood the dry cleaners delivery boy for everyone to see.

He held a hangar wrapped in plastic high up in the air.
“Will someone take this?” asked the boy without a care.

A hundred hands reached for it but Santa’s grabbed it first.
“My suit,” cried Santa happily. “This Christmas won’t be the worst!”

Then Santa dressed, kissed Mrs. Kringle, and climbed up on the sleigh.
And as he left he shouted out to all, “Have a Happy Christmas Day!”





Copyright © Roe ... [ 2005-11-22 09:24:54]
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Re: Santa's Magic Christmas Suit (User Rating: 1 )
by Chrissylee on Tuesday, 22nd November 2005 @ 02:35:32 PM AEST
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You have really put a great bit of your own imagination and rythme into this poem i would like to make one suggestion to you cause i noticed one part where it doesn't rythme.
Mrs. Kringle looked relieved as she walked to the closet to see.
She opened the door, looked up at the hook only to see it empty.
perhaps you could try where it says empty if you put "bare" in instead then it would rythme along with the rest of it.


Re: Santa's Magic Christmas Suit (User Rating: 1 )
by AnastasiaN on Tuesday, 22nd November 2005 @ 08:57:50 PM AEST
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k i have no idea what that other person was talking about...bare doesn't ryhme with see...or am i delusional??? anyway..I LOVED YOUR POEM, it was awesome! i have read three christmas poems now and have become inspired. your poem had a great deal of creativity and christmas cheer! thanks for sharing.




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