Recently, as I walked around a local store, I felt as if I was being watched. I turned around and there was nobody obviously talking any notice of me. However when I looked on the shelf…

A crowd of large chocolate Santas,
One’s looking down at me,
Please take me home,
Happy we will be!

Take off my wrapping,
Say we’re off to bed,
Then before we climb the stairs,
You’ll bite off my head!

When we reach the landing,
You’ll be down to my knee,
And there’ll be nothing left,
To put on the Christmas tree!

However in the morning,
‘Doctor – I’m not myself,
I ate a chocolate Santa,
I wish it had been an elf!’

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