Night Before Christmas: a Nonet

A Nonet:

It was the very night before Christmas

We looked and searched around the house

No one could find Santa Clause

We knew he had been bad

Was he escaping?

What flight number?

Santa Clause

Was here

Jail

Author: Danny James

“Travel makes one modest. You see what a tiny place you occupy in the world.”

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