| I came to write a story of love,
a story of a fat man with gifts galore.
It's not his gifts that make him so adored,
but the love that spreads when he walks through the door.
His cheeks are red, his nose is too,
his eyes they sparkle like stars brand new.
His belly jiggles when he laughs: HO HO HO.
Good kids, he'll reward, bad kids, NO NO NO.
So try and behave throughout the year,
or you'll miss the good tidings when he comes near.
Go share a smile, and spread the love,
for your wishes are answered, from up above.
Let's see how creative you can really be. Write a short story or poem about Santa Claus. BUT there is a catch. You cannot use the following words: Santa, beard, white, red, or sleigh.