Santa came down
The chimney with care.
Below was the fire
With a steaming hot flare.
As Santa squirmed down,
And his bottom was burned.
He threw down the presents
And simply turned.
His reindeer blew
The fire out.
And that's when we heard him
Let out a shout.
He woke up the neighbors.
We saw him leave.
That's why there's no fire
On Christmas Eve.
Cute Christmas Poem
What Happened On Christmas Eve
Published by Family Friend Poems November 2012 with permission of the Author.
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