Christmas Cheer, Hope you get what you want

Twas the week before Christmas, and off to Macy's
Went yours truly, TRK, who had a fat man to see
A man who was so large as to shake like soft jelly
Who's cheeks were oft red, due to booze in the belly
His reputation proclaimed of his omniscient eyes
And ability to percieve whether you spoke truth or lies
Cause he peeped in your bedroom and knew when you slept
And knew when you woke, and knew when you wept
Yet he was worshipped my many, especially small girls and boys
Who he apparently paid off with annual gifts of small toys
For his powers seemed endless, hell he could make venison fly
Even the freaky one with a glowing red eye
Or maybe a nose, I cannot recall
Though I do remember my fateful trip to the mall
When I went to this man, this portly red saint
Who was pimped in all velvet, of a deep crimson taint
And demanded him to reveal his devious ways
Of spying on us all like he's CIA
But just when I was about to verbally unload
This jovial fat man chuckled, "Ho, Ho, ho-HO!"
And smiled and asked how had I been
Was I a good young soul, or spawn of satan?
And he smiled and laughed then did the damndest thing
He asked me what gift I wanted him to bring!
I was so caught off guard, I could barely reply
There was no way this man was a dark hearted spy
So he asked me again, and said name anything you want
Cause he'd do his best to deliver it prompt
Ignoring my reason for trekking down yonder
I mentally assembled a gift list to ponder
And I searched and I scrambled and soon had decreed
An item I hoped Santa would place under my tree
Wrapped only in tissue, or maybe fine silk
Though if it came unwrapped it would not sour my milk.....
SOOOO I can only now hope that your Christmas Day and New Year
Are filled with festive great times and Holiday Cheer
Holla back all you fools and have a wonderful day
Happy Holidays to you and yours.... from ol' TRK