
A nice little poem about a kid waiting for good old St. Nick. But oh no! He has to make a decision of his life!
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Suspense - Words: 177 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 06-05-05 - id: 1931925
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By Me!
Sitting by the Christmas tree
Really badly need to pee.
Waiting for the Jolly Man
But I must go to the can.
Underneath the tree so bare
Lays my quite sleeping hare.
The clocks all call Mid of Night
As Saint Nick continues his flight.
My bladder screams to relax
As it reaches to its max.
Unable to take it anymore
I rush right through the bathroom door.
Flushing sounds come right through
Traveling with the stink of poo.
I just had to eat that pumpkin pie
Near the tree is a great surprise.
Jammed all around the gleeful tree
Squishing my helpless bunny.
Presents waiting all too eagerly
I am screaming joyfully.
But quite disappointed with this find.
No Santa Clause, but I don't mind.
It's a grand beautiful day
That's all I have to say.
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