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Santa’s Delivery

Slipping it slowly inside.
Just barely touching the sides.
Clinging on for dear life.
Ho,ho,ho, I miss my wife.

Beads of sweat quickly appear.
Control sliding as he had feared.
Veins start bulging out of his neck.
Should let it go , what the heck.

Using every ounce of his strength.
Must hold it back at any length.
Fingers numb and legs weak.
Lips to dry too even speak.

Arms shaking loosing his grip.
Intense pressure right at the tip.
Heart beating out of control.
Relief flooding his entire soul.

His bag gently rests in a pile.
Toys on bottom, said with a smile.
Exhausted, slips and falls on his ass.
Happy New Year and Merry Christmas.