Santa Claus is going on a diet.

He plans to drop 100 pounds.

“Ho, ho,” says Santa.

“I’m going to lose weight.

No more fat foods hanging around.

I’ll start with fat free elf cookies.

I’ll follow it with ginger bread flakes.

Next, I’ll have some Santa tossed salad,

And a reindeer milkshake.”

Mrs. Claus just shook her head.

“Santa, your diet is a complete joke.

You’ll never lose weight with your diet plan.

You’ll sooner get up and croak.”

Santa began to worry.

Perhaps Mrs. Claus was right.

Santa wanted no further distractions.

He wanted to make things right.

Santa looked down at his tummy.

He knew it was a big mistake.

“I might as well forget about dieting.

I’d rather eat peppermint cake.”

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