Santa's Dirty Little Secret

once upon a cold and dreary Christmas Eve
I found myself with a momentary reprieve
so I visited a cozy nearby cafe
and ordered my usual vanilla latte

caffeine in hand, I returned to my car
then glanced up and saw a bright shooting star
it passed overhead and shot right on by
with the sound of... jingling bells? up in the sky

upon closer inspection the “shooting star” became clearer
it was actually a sleigh with a red-nosed reindeer steerer!
as it faded into the distance I heard a great THUNK
and looked to my car, which now sported dents in the trunk

I checked out the damage and it was extensive
the body work alone would be quite expensive
detritus of milk and cookies was scattered around
candy cane and chocolate bits could also be found

I stared down in shock at the damage that had been wrought
and struggled to come to terms with a small nagging thought
as much as we all loved that big jovial lug
was it also possible that Santa was a careless litter bug?


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20 lines / 182 words
Form: Quatrain   (aabb, ccdd, etc. rhyme scheme)
Prompt: A man had to wait for his wife, and sat down on a bench. A police officer came, and started a conversation. He sat down beside the man, and told him: "Once upon a Christmas Eve, I was waiting for my coffee, standing outside my car. All of a sudden, something fell from the sky. My car got hit by...." (you fill in what happens here)

Originally written for "The Writer's Cramp"  and "I Write in 2018" .