Poetry by Jeff Green

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Snaggleduff’s good deed

by cricketjeff on January 20, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

A grumpy looking Father Christmas
Is stuck just outside Bondnecray
He’s had a rather heavy landing
Lost a runner from his sleigh

Swiftly elves look for assistance
Running up and running down
Some of them start calling wildly
Loud enough to wake the town

Snaggleduff is sleeping lightly
Like the other girls and boys
Crosses quickly to the window
Who is making all that noise?

Snaggle’s equal to a crisis
Just like any Snaggleduff
Out the window to the bikeshed
And his stock of Snagglestuff

When there’s snow enough for sledging
On a tea-tray plays the game
Tea trays make such perfect sledges
I expect you’ve done the same

Grabs some string and large screwdriver
Follows elves to Santa’s side
When things need a bit of bodging
Have a Snaggle on your side

Back in bed our tired out hero
Goes to sleep as fast as wood
Not a sound to wake his Mother
On Christmas night you must be good

On Christmas morning Mum’s up early
Has the greatest of all shocks
There in front of all the presents
Is a giant bright red box

The Snaggleduff can’t wait for breakfast
I bet it’s just the same with you
The Giant present “Thanks, from Santa”
A Grand Prix Snaggleboard for two!!!!!

Author notes

Bondnecray is not quite like your town, there is only one family of Snaggleduffs for a start.