Dear Santa, I feel that I have to complain…
‘Cause my rotten two-legs has done it again!
I rose to her challenge, my friends gathered near,
So I’d not spend Christmas dressed up like a deer.
So did I get antlers? Well, honestly, no…
That mean, sneaky two-legs came up with a bow!
And granted, it’s Christmassy, all red and white,
But really, dear Santa, does that make it right?
She left me, I fear, with but one thing to do…
I took the thing off… and I had a good chew.