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Posted: Monday, December 16, 2013 1:56 pm

Santa got lost one Christmas day

His compass had broken and he didn’t know the way

Rudolph’s nose was on high

But Santa’s sled still couldn’t fly

I heard jingle bells and a ‘ho, ho, ho’

Stomping to get off the snow

I was scared to open the door

Picked my teddy bear up off the floor

Knock, knock, is anybody home

My little body felt like stone

I was but six years old

I cracked open the door

I saw a big bright glow

And then I saw him say ‘ho, ho, ho’

It was Santa Claus, He wanted to see my dad

I told Santa if I try to wake him he might get mad

Dad knew the imagination that I have

He wouldn’t believe the story that I had

Santa knew my dad was an engineer and such

He needed dad to fix his compass

I told Santa to sit in dad’s chair

While teddy and I went upstairs

I shook pop with my little hands

Told him Santa Claus wanted to see him

Me teddy and my dad went down stairs

Santa’s was sleeping in pop’s chair

My dad woke him up and said ‘Hello Mr. Claus’

How’s the misses and the little elves

Just fine he said, but I need your help

Won’t be any Christmas

If I don’t get these presents dealt

Dad put a new compass in Santa’s sled

Santa shook his bells and his rain deer awoke from their rest

No more sleeping we’re on our way

This little boy’s father saved Christmas day

Pop and I went to bed

That day I’ll never forget

And the lesson in Sunday school

About Jesus born in a manger and dying for me and you.

(For the orthodox folks and the folklore believers of the jolly old man in the red suit Santa Claus.)

Lyle Anderson

Apache Junction

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