The cat was lounging about when he heard a shout. I looked out the patio door and it was those two fools once more. I bet from the title you can guess who. They were both there dressed as Santa outside my zoo. Gung being rather large fit the bill well. Ho, well at least he could ring the bell.
"Do you think Santa will notice, Gung? I am about to pop a lung."
"Ho, just keep on ho ho hoing. The real Santa will be showing."
"You really think this is the year he finds me? I bet I get the biggest Christmas tree."
"He goes ho ho ho every year. He is searching for you and hopes you are near."
The two actually thought Santa was calling for Ho each year when he let his Christmas cheer flow. How stupid can a pair be? Very stupid, silly me.
'Ho, look there is Santa in disguise."
"Gung, he is covered in flies. Are you sure that is him?"
"He is just hiding and has let his Christmas lights dim."
The pair ran across the street, Gung holding tight on his collection plate, ready to meet and greet. I guess Santa's disguise is to be a bum. He was sure sucking back the rum.
"Santa, I am here. You have looked for me every year."
"Ho, you have finally been found. Come on Santa, let's hear a ho ho hoing sound."
The two stood over the guy as he began to snore. They quickly started to bore. They tapped him on the head. They even yanked his beard, thinking he was dead.
"We may be too late, Ho. Looks like Santa has suffered a fatal blow."
"Gung, this can't be. Santa has always been looking for me. We can't lose now. We have to wake him up some how. Santa needs to tell my why he yells my name as he flies through the sky."
The pair splashed water on his face. They yelled and danced in place. That was a sight I would like to erase from my mind. I guess they did a dance of some kind. Then with a twinkle in his eye. The drunk turned out to be rather spry. He hopped to his feet and stole Gung's collection plate, running away at an alarming rate.
"Santa stole my money!"
"Gung, this is not funny."
"Santa is always calling you, Ho. Because he wants to rob you with his twinkling glow."
"Santa is a thief. Good grief."
The two took off yelling at the drunk. But he had far too much spunk. They would never going to catch him. Boy, their lights are pretty dim. But at least they gave to the needy, who was really speedy. Maybe one day their stupidity will pass. Although I would not bet on it with my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.