Goodbye Mr Claus
You've put on weight
Your diet's awful
Mince pies, sherry
Bowls of trifle
If you try one
More chimney stack
You're sure to have
A heart attack
So Mr Claus
You must retire
Relax, feet up
Beside the fire
And let the dads
Deliver toys
They've wanted to
Since they were boys
Fat Chance
Santa Claus is reaching the end of his working life and facing an enforced retirement. But who will take his place?
Rating
Quite rude
Style
Rhyming poem
Length
16 lines
Key Stage
KS3
Author
Patrick Winstanley
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