One year Santa tried
to break from his routine.
That was a disaster…
you’ll soon see what I mean:
The reindeer made the toys.
The elves all pulled his sleigh.
He slept during the night,
Gave toys during the day.
He hung all of our gifts
on top of our pine tree.
He wouldn’t drink his milk
or eat a fresh cookie!
Then after that strange year,
he promised to his wife
He’d never be a backwards Clause
The rest of his long life.
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