Santa Poem by Lucy

Santa, Santa here you go,

Over the trees and faraway,

We will wait on Christmas Eve,

Santa, Santa hurry up!

I just can’t wait for all the stuff!

Oops I heard a little sound,

Maybe I’ll just have a look around,

And see if he has left a present on the ground.

I just hope he did but when I got downstairs

I got a very big shock, ‘Oh no, it’s Santa’, I said.

I ran away up to my room but tripped over my Mammy’s broom.

Santa ran over to me and gave me quite a shock,

And then he smelt my smelly sock.

Santa ran with all his might after such an awful fright.

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♥ Well done to Lucy who wrote this wonderful poem :0)