Santa's Travelodgical Christmas

Santa's most magical Christmas was the one he and the gang had dinner at the Travelodge in Christmastown....

As off course, they were blown...and the sleigh came tumbling down...

In the snow, the sleigh crashed into the door,

Left a slippery puddle on the reception floor....

As the ice on the sleigh began to melt...

Santa sat down and a plonker he felt !

Gerome the gnome fixed the light,

The Christmas fairy mixed gin and sprite...

Santa read the evening news...

Mrs Christmas polished her shoes...

They knew the dinner would be hale and hearty...

After there was going to be a Christmas

party !

The invitations were sent...the money was all spent...

Santa wondered how they would all pay the rent !

But tonight, for now, those worries didn't matter...

As he tucked into the ham and pastrami platter,

A bit of travelodgical magic did splatter...

And Santa's robin began to chatter...!!!

How absurd ! Words from a bird !

He nattered so loudly in Oz he was heard !