Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
Santa’s bulging sack
emptied right down your chimney
a gift explosion
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
Santa’s bulging sack
emptied right down your chimney
a gift explosion