Christmas Day

I like,
no, I love,
the sight of Santa on his bike
(reindeer housed, Xmas work done)
heading off to the pub
for some Christmas grub
and a pint or two.

‘Happy Christmas to you,
thanks for the presents,’ I yelled.
‘It’s been fun.’

‘And Happy Christmas to you,’
was Santa’s cheery reply
as he sped by.