Where is Santa Gonna Tinkle?
Stress that Sure could Dull his Twinkle.
Up to Now been No Solution.
Need an Urgent Resolution.
Stays Awake with Lots of Coffee,
Maybe Chews on Caffeine Toffee?
Logic tells us – Can’t you See?
At some Time he Has to Pee.
Spread too Thin upon this Night,
Pressure builds like Dynamite,
No Relief while On the Fly,
Air Dynamics tells us Why.
Then you Add the Milk and Cookies,
The Night’s Diet – Not for Rookies.
Pinch between his Lips and Gums,
Not Tobacco – Rather Tums.
Missteps happened Times Before.
Hope that No One’s keeping Score.
What they Need are Plans Anew.
Santa’s counting I’ll come Through.
Bedpan, Baggie, Catheter?
None accepted As a Cure.
My solution though Bizarre,
Pack a Great BIG Mason Jar.
Through the Night you’ll Hear Him Say,
“Reindeer – DO NOT Tilt the Sleigh!”
Reindeer Droppings – Kind of Gory,
But that Is Another Story.