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Written by priyesh karkera   
Sunday, 15 February 2009 08:17
On shaking hands with the mountain breeze
Every fir tree did freeze.
The growling of the polar bears resonated
Heralding Christmas, the much awaited.

Monotonously did he pack
And placed the presents in his sack.
The elves heard him sulking,” I too want a gift!”[L]
When a huge Christmas present he was bending to lift.

“Poor Santa!”, chorused the elves
As they fetched more gift wrappers from the shelves.
“We’ll surprise our benevolent old man this year
And with great delight he will cheer.”

Stealthily a few elves went away
To visit little kids from Egypt to Paraguay.
Each lad and lass was told
To wrap a gift for Santa, the kind & old.

All rattled their brains a lot
To think of a suitable gift to be bought.
A treadmill was bought by tiny Timny
To help him easily get down his chimney.

Hair colour was bought by boisterous Ben
To make Santa look young again.
Plump Pompy packed a cold cream
To avoid seeing a dry-faced Santa in her dream.

Merry Maria picked on chocolate bars
And silly Sam chose toy cars.
Richie Rich bought him an airplane
To relieve him from the reindeer-ride strain.

A shepherd’s son named Brutus
Was busy carving a stone Jesus.
The poor boy with tattered clothes to wear
Packed the stone figure with utmost care.
Then blew the Christmas eve breeze
They placed the gifts under the Christmas trees.
Behind the children’s’ homes the children lurkedalt
And saw how well their plan worked.

There Santa came riding in the moonlit night
His reindeer’s nose radiating red light.alt
He slid down the choking chimney
Unaware of what he was about to see.

Under the well-lit Christmas tree
An untidily wrapped gift he could see.
On it was written in a dirty hand,
“Now you too have to give me something grand!”

Santa was so very amazed
With surprised eyes, at the gift he gazed.
He took the gift & left a better one
Receiving a present seemed so much fun.

Then to the next house he went
There too was kept a luxurious present.
He received a gift from every kid
From mufflers to goggles to cookie jar lid.

At last, he reached poor Brutus’ home
It was a little hut shaped like a dome.
He saw a beautifully packed thing
Its ends tied with a woollen string.

To see its contents he was so curious
And tore it open in a great fuss.
The figure reminded him of Jesus’ selfless sacrifice
Santa went as cold as ice.

That was the most precious gift he could ever get
His greedy behaviour, Santa began to regret.
That poor shepherd boy’s tiny Jesus was meant
To teach that ‘Joy Of Giving’ is the greatest present!!!