Santa’s elves are working 24/7; working in harmony like angels in heaven. Suddenly a helper called Santa into the night; he was upset and full of fright.
The elf pointed tearfully in total dismay; Santa the ice is melting around your sleigh. Santa sighed and said with a frown; global warming has reached our town.
Not a twinkle appeared from his soft blue eyes; Santa looked up to God, then softly cried. Rudolph with his nose so bright; will have trouble guiding the sleigh tonight.
Pollution has dimmed all the lights below; but for the children we have to go. For the first time in centuries, Santa felt stress; but his elves and reindeer would try their best.
With glaciers melting and sinking far below the sea; will the sounds of Christmas tidings and children’s voices sing out with glee? There is nowhere left on this planet to go; perhaps no more Santa, no more snow.