Presents all delivered,
his yearly duty done,
Santa packed a bag,
headed for some sun.
Covered up the sleigh,
polished up his Viper.
Had to get away-
the elves were much too hyper.
Now Santa's on the beach,
soaking up some rays.
Umbrellas in his drinks,
bikinis in his gaze.
Toes dug in the sand.
He won't be leaving soon.
Santa's on vacation,
somewhere in Cancun.