He waits...

He's waiting...up there, with his oversized sled and glorified deer. He waits to bring us gifts, BUT not to those who've been 'naughty', only to those who are 'nice'. He'll drop in to say, "Hello, HoHoHo!". Only to leave cookie crumbs and half empty milk. I say to you Santa, bring me my presents, don't forage my fridge! I'm looking forward to see you, I don't hold a grudge. Just drop in to see me when you've brought me my IPOD and such. I'll be waiting for you patiently and never missing a beat. I'll be listening to Rudolph and his stupid nose giving heat. Merry Christmas to you Santa, I'll see you at six on the six o'clock news, riding with your gifts and the elves surely knew, that when they forgot to fix the sleigh you'd be doomed. Falling outta the sky like a hot air balloon.