St. Nick

There once was a man called St. Nick.

His sleigh full of gifts was real slick.

When he saw kids in need,

He found elves to give heed,

And each year their kind work did the trick.

 

Sin

Sin walked forth on a bleak winter’s day.

He leered at our souls as if they were clay.

Flying round like a kite

He was ready to strike,

But The Son smiled and showed us The Way.

 

(None have been published, but they are fun to write)

©Cathy Feemster, 2026

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