The Happy New Year Grotto

"New Year, new me, new socks !", Santa declared, pulling on a new bright red pair....and then his crocs !

My toes are cold, my old ones are smelly, I'm told...

These new ones were in the sale being sold...

Santa headed off downstairs...

Sporting his new pair, that he bought at the fayre...

Even the cat admired his look...

He purred at his feet, Santa became unstuck.....

At the top stair he tripped, down the whole stair he flipped...

He slipped and his new socks suddenly ripped !

Out of the sock, popped Santa's big toe...

Santa's big toenail began to show !

Santa cried out...Mrs Christmas began to shout...

"O Golly Gosh ! You were looking so dandy...are you sure you've not been drinking too much shandy ?"

Santa's toe was red and sore...

As he skidded and slid across the floor...

From the champagne bucket, the fairy brought ice...and some paracetamol, which was rather nice !

As Santa put his feet up by the fire,

Mrs Christmas got a new pair from the tumble dryer !

So Mrs Christmas spent the whole afternoon,

Stitching and the hole disappeared very soon !

Happy New Year ! A new pair to wear....

Just watch out, Santa, for that naughty little stair !