It happens every year.
I get ready to fly around the world
while  the dream of sugarplums invades.
I’ve got it made, traveling around the earth
with little trouble. On the double and
more rapid than eagles, the reindeer game
we play has me away until my hands are purple.
Every citizen of the human condition is in luck.
The sleigh lag after Christmas; one of my favorite states!
I am Santa Claus…and I’m running late!