FATHER CHRISTMAS MIGHT BE LATE

Father Christmas might be a little late this year,

As the elves who do all the hard work have caught the flu.

Father Christmas has a sniffle and a slight cough; he may have caught it, too.

The Tooth Fairy has been asked for help as she knows some magic spells.

She called on a wizard she knew, with a mind so bright, to combine his brews and her magic spells; together they toiled night after night

To get everything back on track, with all the presents labelled and in the right sacks for the children, to be delivered to the right countries, too. 

Some of the animals heard of the drama, and came in from the wild to see if they could help. 

The Tooth Fairy cast a spell for one night, so they could do the work that the sick elves used to do.

Together they toiled to dispense on time a flu-destroying spell to the elves, and Father Christmas too.

The reindeer were fed and harnessed, patiently waiting outside with Rudolph’s nose glowing brighter and brighter.

An odd jingle of harness bells, as the sleigh was loaded for their Christmas Eve night-time ride.

At the last minute, the cry went up: “It is working. It is working.”

Father Christmas appeared, jolly and bright. “All is well; let’s go. Let’s go. Thanks, everyone. Now no child will miss a present this Christmas Night, thanks to you. Merry Christmas.”

Bundled up in his warm coat, he slipped into his loaded sleigh, and gave the command to his trusted reindeer for extra speed tonight.

So no child would ever know that, but for the help of some magic spells, he might have arrived a night or two late this Christmas time.

Father Christmas is on his way tonight. Ho! Ho!

Merry Christmas everyone!

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