Christmas in San Diego

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the town

No roses were frozen, no snow fluttered down.

No children in flannels were tucked into bed

they all were shorty pajamas instead.

T0 find Christmas bouquets was not very hard,

For poinsettias grew in every backyard.

In front of the houses, Daddies and Moms.

were  adorning bushes and ancient palms.

The sleeping teens were dreaming in glee

Hoping to find water skiis under the tree.

They all knew Santa was well on his way,

In a Mercedes-Benz, instead of a sleigh.

And soon he arrived and started to work,

He hadn’t a second to linger or shirk.

He whizzed up the freeway and zoomed down the roads,

In an SL 306, delivered his loads.

The luminous moon gave the city a glow,

And lighted the town for old Santa below

As he jumped from the sports car, he gave a wee chuckle

He was dressed in cut-offs with an ivy league buckle.

There weren’t any chimneys, but that caused no woe

For Santa came in through the patio.

He stopped at each one and stayed but a minute

Emptying his sack of the toys that were in it.

Before he departed, he treated himself

To a glass of fresh orange juice left on the shelf.

He turned with a  bounce and jumped into the ear

Remembering he still had to go far.

He shifted the gears and stepped on the gas

Up through the town he went like a flash.

And I heard him exclaim as he went on his way



Copyright by Gerald T. Driessen 1982 all right reserved updated 12/21/2018

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