Young Santa by russ mckay
Posted on November 29, 2018
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This story’s about young Kris Kringle
Back in the days when he was single
In fact when he was just a boy
He’d never received a Christmas toy
He thought “What if one could give a toy
To each and every girl and boy
A special way to celebrate
The birth of Christ born on this date”
His Mom and Dad had no clue
How to do what he wanted to
“It’s a nice idea that you had son
But there’s just no way to get it done!”
And as year after year went on by
Little Kris would try and try
To find a way to make his dream
More than just a Christmas scheme
Then when he turned twenty-one
A spectacular phenomenon
He acquired some land at The North Pole
The first step was taken to achieve his goal
When he arrived he met an elve
Who introduced Kris to another twelve
When Kris told them of his Christmas plan
All the elves shouted, “Yes we can!”
The very next day outside his gate
He spotted reindeer numbering eight
Then one elf watching outside with Kris said
“Listen while I tell you this…”
“Those deer are Magic and do you know why?
They’re the only reindeer that can actually FLY!”
Back in the barn, Kris had a sleigh
And he shouted “NOW there’s a way!
Hitch those reindeer to my sled”
The elf called the others and off quickly they sped
The reindeer were happy to help out the cause
And they named Kris Kringle “Santa Claus”
The elves had been busy making toys
For all the world’s GOOD little girls and boys
The reindeer practiced in wind and in snow
Testing the sleigh to see how far they could go
But one test flight they flew a bit low
The newspapers reported “A UFO!”
The first North Pole Christmas was drawing near
And Santa was ready…presents, sleigh, and reindeer
Then on the night of Christmas Eve
Santa was excited and ready to leave
The reindeer pulled, running fast as they could
The sleigh was quite heavy but the liftoff was good
They had to travel thousands of miles
But they knew they would deliver thousands of smiles
Some roofs were slippery and some chimneys tight
But Santa and his reindeer worked through the night
They got back to the North Pole just as dawn broke
A very tired Santa popped open a Coke
And that’s how it started that very first year
And became the Legend that we all hold most dear