In morning light
Did Santa hit the eggnog? ’Cause he’s plastered on the lawn;
The snowman dreamt of sunny beach; he, too, is flat and wan;
A reindeer who in nighttime glowed, awaiting Santa’s reins,
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Deflated, just a plastic mess upon the grass remains.
In dark of night, how proud they stood, in Christmassy command;
By day, they’re just inflatables who’ve lost their will to stand!