(Because sometimes milk and cookies aren’t enough.)
Beer For Christmas
By Jeff Baker
We left Santa beer for Christmas
Next morning he was in our den
Just as jolly as could be
Right in front of our T.V.
Now Santa and our Dad have bonded
They’re best buds the whole year long
We get presents every day
We fly to school in Santa’s sleigh
What could possibly go wrong?
Mrs. Claus sent a text
Common sense set in
Those presents won’t deliver themselves
Kids’ll be disappointed
The reindeer won’t be happy
And what about the elves?
So Santa took off in September
Waved goodbye and thanked us for the brew
Christmas morn we got a shock
When we looked into our socks
We got gold cards, labeled “Merry Christmas to You.”