Santa's lining up his reindeers
The parcels are ready to go
But will he call at my house
That i do not know.
Poor Rudolph's got a bad cold
No wonder his nose is red
He's been drinking Lemsip
And just wants to stay in bed.
The elves have been on furlough
They had their eighty per cent
They've been busy doing nothing
They think Rishi's heaven sent.
The kids believe in Santa
For that letter they sent last year -
Dear Santa, let us skip school
For six months, at least, no fear.
Mrs Claus has made his packed lunch
With a Thermos ready to go
For Santa turns to Rudolph
With their noses both a-glow.
So across the heavens he goes now
Like the streaming Northern lights.
He's put on weight in lockdown
That sleigh barely scales the heights.
And as he stops to drink his milk
At the last house on his way
He reads this simple message -
And it changes his xmas day
"Dear Santa, leave no presents
I have everything here indeed
This year taught me to be humble
To think of others in need.
Of all those who lost love ones
Please bring their hearts some cheer
Of all those who in families
They held so very dear"
Poor Santa looked at Rudolph
They nodded - that "he was right"
And buckled up their harnesses
To head back into the night.
So if you hear sleigh bells ringing
It's old Santa on his way
To tell those who lost someone
They're not forgotten on this day.
[Rishi Sunak - Chancellor of Exchequer]