Christmas LOVE to YOU
- Nancy Parker
- Dec 15, 2017
- 2 min read
Our last Blog of this year sends special messages of LOVE from all of us here at Shell Essences to all of you around the world. Nancy wrote this poem for all of you - Lots of Aussie flair and FUN. Till we join up again in 2018 many blessings and LOVE from our hearts to yours ššš THANK YOU FOR BEING IN OUR LIVES

Aussie Christmas.
In a billabong far from the reaches of time
A bunyip lay snoozing, wrapped softly in slime
Till woken by frogs (who should have known better)
Croaking āa crocodileās come with a letter;
Thereās a piece of old reindeer hide clamped in its jaws
Thatās covered with scribble and signed by āS. Clausāā
The bunyip sat up and rubbed ooze from his eyes,
He extracted the reindeer hide, brushed off the flies.
Turned it over and over to find where it started,
Then gobbled the frogs while the wise croc departed.
āDear cousin, Dear Bunyip, Dear Friendā, it began
Uh oh, thought the bunyip; old Claus has some plan!
āRemember we met at a party last year?
I was the one in the red and white gearā
Thatās right, groaned the bunyip ā all ho, ho and merry!
Old sheepskin beard and nose like a cherry.
āI am hopingā wrote Clause, āyou can see your way clear
To lending your able assistance this year.
Thereās a job I must do that I usually enjoy,
Delivering gifts to each girl and boy.
In most of the world I have coped very well,
But the heat and the flies in your land give me hell!
The reindeer and striking, they say that they hate it;
Thereās one fewer than last year, (I think something ate it.)
So be a good fellow and lend me a hand,
You know you did promise!ā āI did? Iāll be damnedā
Thought the bunyip, unmoved by the plea.
ātwas the drink that was speaking, it sure wasnāt me!
Then a dreadful thought struck him. He gave a great sob.
What if, just suppose Santa bungled the job!
They would want to replace him; to whom would they look?
He grabbed a dry frogskin with fingers that shook.
āDear Cousin, Dear Santaā he wrote. āNever fear.
Iāll deliver your Australian presents this year.
Itās a great job you do; donāt think to retire!ā
And signed it āYour friend, B Bunyip esquireā.
So if you see Santa Claus in the shops or the street
And his boots seem a wee bit too small for his feet;
If he wears a false beard tied on with elastic,
And his shape seems to be a little fantastic,
Just smile, so he wonāt know that youāve realized
Heās not Santa at all, but the bunyip disguised.
Ā© Nancy Parker
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