If I were Santa I’d bring to you
All the things you’d want me to.
I wouldn’t worry about the cost:
I’d bring back every friend you’d lost;
I’d sew up hearts torn with grief;
For any itch, I’d find relief.
There’d be a beach holiday in this box
And a guarantee that next year rocks.
Sadly though, and this news will be tragic,
No-one’s at the North Pole now, working magic.
Dasher, Dancer, Prancer have all departed
And Pfizer is only just getting started.
But, to soothe the soul and calm the mind,
In this little festive pack you’ll find
A few small tokens of our regard
After a year that’s been bleep-ing hard
So, even though there is no elf,
Please take care of you and your health.
See you soon – well, happy and in 3D –
From all your friends at ABC.