Thedayafter©2023TonyFallon1229
T'was the day after Christmas a day off for the elves
Santa and the missus were at home by themselves
Mrs. Clause had missed him and was now feeling frisky
Meanwhile Santa had gotten at the bottle of whisky
He had told her already about the troubled spots
To calm his nerves he would need at least three more shots
That was not his normal drink he preferred champagne
But he was upset he could not deliver in the Ukraine
He felt Putin had caused his special night to be botched
The Russian had embarrassed him while all the world watched
There was no deliveries allowed in the Middle east
And in New York the streets were not properly policed
There were many protesters on the Brooklyn Bridge
And the Belt Parkway wasn't moving over in Bay Ridge
Then in midtown to collect a tax there was an attempt
But Mayor Adams said that on that night he was exempt
To get out of that little mess he almost had to beg
And then Rudolph got a nasty rat bite on his front leg
Every year he comes home more dead tired and depressed
All offices are closed so there is no place to protest
He feels the weight of the world on his old shoulders
Meanwhile the letters pile up in bigger folders
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