Santa had to insure the sleigh
At a fixed premium
every time he flew
But on Christmas Eve
it was more like
The Net Present Value
Santa had to insure the sleigh
At a fixed premium
every time he flew
But on Christmas Eve
it was more like
The Net Present Value
I love Bruce Willis Movies
But I have been barred
My wife told me to
stop
As our marriage had
been marred
So I tried to wean
myself off them
But Old habits Die
Hard
Santa Claus is a very jolly chap
And not just because
he’s festive
His jollity stems from
knowledge
Of where the naughty
girls live
When my Dad was just a boy
He never saw a lemon
or Lime
And oranges only ever
appeared
It was Christmas Eve in Dad’s house,
And
not a hint of the season in sight
No
stockings hang by the fire side
He
was such a miserable old shite
Santa wears a black belt
Just to make his suit look smart
It doesn’t mean he is proficient in karate
Or any other martial art
There was an obesity crisis
At the North Pole that caused alarm
So, Santa decided he should act
And sent them off to an Elf Farm