It’s the last Thursday before Christmas. As we do each week, we’re joining our friends, Pam, Teddy and Angel Sammy at Two Spoiled Cats for a little poetry.
This is our photo for today’s inspiration:
And here’s my poem:
Oopsie, Santa
Oh, my goodness: Santa fell down,
and rumors are swirling all over town.
Does anyone happen to know the cause
of the mishap that has befallen Mr. Clause?
A heavy load can possibly shift;
could be the case – with all those gifts?
Perhaps the ‘man in red’ himself
simply tripped over a wee little elf.
Or perhaps Santa’s head was in a fog,
that happens if you’ve been “hitting the nog”.
Get up, Santa, and be on your way:
the reindeer are waiting outside with your sleigh.
~These Days Of Mine~
these days of mine 
PERFECT! Love it…………I think your idea about the nog might be the culprit………Santa needs some fortifying before his trip but not TOO MUCH!
Pam
So cute! And a good reason to stay away from the “nog”. 😉
perfect ! – I’m going with the ‘nog – that’s what I thought when I first saw the pic …
I agree about the ‘nog’. Cute rendering of a cute picture. Hope he recovers in time to get to my house!!! 🙂