My Anxious Santa

My Anxious Santa desperately looked for a bat that they would sometimes sleep with. It would have been an astonishing suggestion, to most, but not to the Santa, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was wonderful. Who would have imagined, a bat would be the item that was selected.

My Anxious Santa found a bottle of wine that they would smash. One might find this to be a fairly peculiar proposal, to me and my children, but not to the Santa, who considered that this idea was miraculous. You wouldnt have imagined, a bottle of wine being the chosen item.

My Anxious Santa desperately looked for a bat that they sometimes worship. It is a new approach to life, to some, but not to the Santa, who assumed that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. A bat is the thing to opt for.

My Anxious Santa wanted a tomato that they would occasionally put on his head. This could be considered a fairly new exercise, to you, but not to the Santa, who thinks it was exciting. Honestly, a tomato would be the thing that was chosen.

My Anxious Santa always had with them a teapot to embrace. It is a bizarre undertaking, to everybody you know, but not to the Santa, who assumed it was magnificent. Strangely, a teapot being the chosen item.

My Anxious Santa had a sack of potatoes that they sometimes put down their trousers. It should have been a fairly different undertaking, to my children, but not to the Santa, who thought that the idea was awesome. Strangely, a sack of potatoes was the item that was chosen.