There was a Santa who earns no wage
But worked and worked for a friend named Sage

A clue I will give you from whence I come
A small place, but crowded, hum de hum dum
It rains, its cold, it's warm also too
O bugger I thinks I'm coming down with the flu

Hot toddies I'll drink
To make me feel well
And help me to think
And try not to tell

A frog on your list
May not be far away
A tunnel to dig
Gets you there in a day

My City is grand
And very bold
Music and bands
Can never grow old

Wear what you please
It's always in place
Always at ease
Never bad taste.


Not like my poems Ugh!!!