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In August, he smiled

at the memories

of 65 Decembers,


and put away his razor.

.

The ruddy complexion,

jovial disposition,

and expanded waistline

where already his

by right of genes,

a penchant for English ale

and a passion for bulked-up curries.


.

Throughout September,

October, November

and into December

the beard became luxurious

with the texture of cotton wool,

showing every variant

from peppered grey

thru cumulous white.


.

Flair with a tenon saw

ensured a serviceable sleigh,

and a hard-won pension

provided sacks full of presents,

brand new wellies,

and a funny red suit and hat.


.

Although they wouldn’t

keep their antlers on,

two great Danes made

passable stand-in reindeer,

and his grandchildren,

who were taller than Munchkins

though smaller than Oompa-Loompas,

made charming, mischievous elves,


.

but how to visit

eight billion people

in just one night?
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