Slipping past security
Approaching the tree carefully
Never thought a fat guy could be so stealthy
Taking the cookies and beverages
And leaving cheer behind
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Sarah checked her watch for the fifth time
Tom was now officially late and in her doghouse
All she asked of him was to take an interest in the kids
Be on time
Insofar as she could tell
Leaving the kids with him was a crap shoot
If he didn’t show up soon she would call the police
That’s how pissed off she was
Yet she did chuckle when he showed up dressed as Santa
Pushing the limits of girth and mirth
Obscures the reality of the situation
Realizing that it’s all in the spirit
Totally makes it worth it
Little things like a wild eyed child
You love being called Santa
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