T'was right before Christmas,
and throughout this place...
Not a single sober person,
not even a trace!
They all were drinking,
and having a good time...
Not one was thinking,
nor heard the sleighbells' chime...
Oh yes, it was true,
Santa had arrived...
All were naughty, too,
or so one would've derived...
But no, Santa cared not,
about their tonics and gins...
They weren't considered caught,
In fact, he joined right in!
T'was right before Christmas,
and Santa was now drunk...
On the night before Christmas!?
Who would have thunk!!?
The morning of Christmas,
had finally arrived...
But the poor little children,
were all very deprived...
Disappointed, ill-gotten, and sad,
because Santa hadn't shown up!
"How could you!?" Mrs. Clause said, obviously mad...
Santa just shrugged as he poured another cup!
Listen now, to a story untolded,
Santa got drunk on the job...
This story I have now unfolded,
the Christmas that the world sobbed...
Santa was an alcoholic,
perhaps he should join AA...
And then perhaps he shall not frolic,
when next year arrives a new Christmas Day...
and throughout this place...
Not a single sober person,
not even a trace!
They all were drinking,
and having a good time...
Not one was thinking,
nor heard the sleighbells' chime...
Oh yes, it was true,
Santa had arrived...
All were naughty, too,
or so one would've derived...
But no, Santa cared not,
about their tonics and gins...
They weren't considered caught,
In fact, he joined right in!
T'was right before Christmas,
and Santa was now drunk...
On the night before Christmas!?
Who would have thunk!!?
The morning of Christmas,
had finally arrived...
But the poor little children,
were all very deprived...
Disappointed, ill-gotten, and sad,
because Santa hadn't shown up!
"How could you!?" Mrs. Clause said, obviously mad...
Santa just shrugged as he poured another cup!
Listen now, to a story untolded,
Santa got drunk on the job...
This story I have now unfolded,
the Christmas that the world sobbed...
Santa was an alcoholic,
perhaps he should join AA...
And then perhaps he shall not frolic,
when next year arrives a new Christmas Day...
Author notes
I know that Untolded isnt a real word...but Dr. Seuss was famous for making up his own words to fit a rhyme...for ex: "There's A Noothgush (sp?) on my Toothbrush"
A contest entry
- Twisted Dr suess by Lucian Valcor.
575 points, ended January 10, 2009, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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haha. i was laughing from the first paragraph. u did an awesome job
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Interesting take on a Dr. Seuss poem. I think it flowed really well until the last few stanzas then it kinda felt a little forced near the end.
Thanks for entering our contest.
Midnight Raeven -
every thing flowed nice all the way till the very last few lines it seemed like you just lost interest at the end other then that I love the poem and i think you did a very good job at telling a story with a seussian rhyme ..... great work and thank you for joining in on the contest and im glad some one did a christmas one
Lucian"
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you know this is good i have to say liked it, keep it flowing and good luck in the contest my friend.


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LOL!!
I LOVE this! It's very funny and makes Santa human like the rest of us!!

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ROFLMAO this is hilarious... very well done... an excellent parody . I love it.

Ann

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HEY!
this is good ray i like it i wish u the best in the contest brilliant idea -
You did a good job on this funny poem. And I agree, if Dr. Suess can make up his own words who are we to disagree
All these years we've had suspicions as to how Santa got that big red nose, now those suspicions have been confirmed.
Good luck in the contest
Merry Christmas
Dee


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ok.. then..
lol bro i love this it was really well done
good luck in the contest
blessings always -
This was pretty funny, I like it, even though you made up a word, I'm glad you were brave enough to poke fun at even the immortal work of Washington Irving.


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