Post Christmas Purge

I thought Santa cherished his wife
and lived such a frivilous life.
But he stood to the side,
winked at me and then lied,
as he put the tree skirt back in place.

I was shocked to learn Santa could flirt,
as he replaced the Christmas tree skirt.
How naive have I been,
to not notice his lean,
‘neath his tight red & white muscle shirt.

F. H. Lee

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