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Christmas Poem 2020

‘Twas the night before Christmas

When all through the warehouse,

Not a creature was stirring

But a wee little mouse.

From high on his perch

He peered down from above,

He saw hustle and bustle

A lone nitrile glove.

This is unusual

He thought to himself,

Standing 6 feet apart

A mask on each elf.

How strange for the mouse

To see all those vials,

Twisting and turning

The line stretched for miles.

But where were all the toys

For the girls, boys, and teens,

They had been traded for vials

To fight COVID-19.

It all started in March

With clinical trials,

Santa stepped in

To produce all those vials.

He retooled the workshop

To make the vaccine,

He sanitized each station

The shop was quite clean.

Two vials for each stocking

That’s all we would need,

A two-part vaccine

He moved at warp speed.

He recruited new elves,

Black, brown and white,

He put the women in charge

Injustice he’d fight.

He tested the virus

On some elf volunteers

He spent time in the lab

To quell all the fears.

It was 90% effective,

Only some elves lost hair,

A few grew 5 limbs

But none seemed to care.

Our results are quite good,

He told the FDA.

After getting their blessing,

He loaded his sleigh.

The North Pole was perfect

To keep the shots cold,

The vaccines would stay potent

They wouldn’t get old.

We’ll stamp out the virus

He shouted with glee,

With a long trip ahead

He booked an Air BNB.

He worried the children

Would miss all those toys,

But he was bringing good health

To all girls and boys.

No more zoom learning

Back to classes they’d go,

All Moms rejoiced

It’s back to making some dough.

No more stay-at-home orders

And self-quarantine,

Good-bye social distancing

This virus was mean.

No more government handouts

No more PPP loans,

We’ll see our loved ones in person

Forget the cell phones.

Life will be normal

The griping will stop,

Back to indoor dining

Champagne corks will pop.

The invisible enemy

Will be gone at long last,

Thanks to Santa’s vaccine

It’ll be a thing of the past.

It’s business as usual

There will be no doubt,

From LA to Wuhan

Hooray they will shout.

Then from the sky he will say

For the whole world to hear,

Merry Christmas, Good-bye virus,

Happy New Year!