A Holiday Treat

Twas 3 years to the day this Christmas Eve
and I’ll never think of the holiday the same
I’d believed him to be but a child’s fantasy
at least I did til the night Santa really came

Entering via the chimney he went to the bar
then I heard the clinking of bourbon and ice
over feminine giggles he jovially proclaimed
so my dear have you been naughty or nice

I sprang from my bed and threw on a robe
quietly creeping I couldn’t believe my eyes
that old elf was doing the naughtiest things 
accompanied by a woman’s satisfied sighs

She called his name he ho ho’d and came
treating me to the biggest shock of my life
horrified I realized Saint Nick that old prick
had received a holiday treat from my wife