Santa's Best Bib & Tucker

Santa visited the launderette....

Washing and cleaning his clothes all wet...

A fresh, crisp shirt...

Mrs Christmas's skirt all went into the machine for hire...

Then SWISH ! SWISH ! SWISH ! Into the tumble dryer....

Santa always wanted to be a good looker....

So he ironed his best bib 'n' tucker....

His red and white suite was his favourite....

When on his sleigh he went to sit...

His bobble hat and stripy scarf....

Made everyone in the grotto larf...

His sleigh piled high was as tall as a giraffe !

Out of the wardrobe, Santa got his best tie....

He wanted to look his best as he rode through the sky...

He zoomed at a hundred metres high...

And saw he passed a hungry housefly

Santa said, do you like my suit ?

(Tucking into a tasty piece of fruit...)

Its my favourite colour...

Can't fill it much fuller !

Couldn't stand any colour duller !

Santa pressed and ironed the creases....

Before tucking into some cracker and cheeses...