For the second or third time he hears–
“Do you want a Santa suit, dear?”
It’s getting weird
He hasn’t a beard,
But the message is getting clear!
She’s making a “Mrs. Claus” dress,
You can probably figure the rest…
We go on display
Around home anyway,
And me joining her seems best!
She asks every time we meet,
Another with a “Santa” suit complete…
I really don’t care
A Santa suit to wear,
But she’s got other plans (!) for her sweet.